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I pushed him away from me. “What the fuck are you doing?” Tears coated the skin below my eyes.
He placed a finger against his mouth. I wanted to argue back, but a loud thud sounded outside the heavy door. The alarm continued blaring. Adrenaline coursed through my veins. I grabbed my pistol, glaring at Viktor as I did.
I stepped back when the pounding shook the closed door. Viktor stood in front of me. I stepped to the side, pistol in hand. I had one shot, and I couldn’t miss. My hands were shaking and teeth chattering. I tried to compose myself, but my arms weakened. Why did my body have to shut down when I needed it most?
The door slowly opened. My eyebrows furrowed when a woman walked inside. She was tall, with long, dark wavy hair and maroon-red-painted lips. Her icy-blue eyes roamed over me, but her gaze landed on Viktor.
She smiled her pearly whites at him, placing her hand on her hip. “Well, well.” Her red silk dress matched her lips, covering every curve and leaving little to the imagination. I pointed my pistol at her, moving it slowly to follow as she paced around Viktor. It was like I wasn’t even there.
“Freya,” he said, his tone contemptuous.
I blinked three times. Freya? As in the goddess?
“I’ve been wondering where you were.” She grazed her finger along his chin, sweeping it up to his ear.
“Darlin’, why hide then?” he asked, taunting her through gritted teeth.
“Not pleased to see me?” She tilted her head. Hesitance played on her lips. Appearing dewy, the tanned golden undertones of her skin contrasted the darkness in her waves and thick eyebrows. She was beautiful but intimidating.
How did she know Viktor and he know her? The pistol trembled in my fingers. If she was in fact the goddess of the hunt, I didn’t stand a chance. Still, I couldn’t bring myself to put down the only weapon I had to protect myself with.
He grabbed her wrist when she went to touch him again, and he crushed the bones under his tight grip. The cracking barely made her wince.
Shaking him off her, she sighed. “Now, now. Let’s not be hasty. You know I can heal in less than a minute.” She took a step back. “I wonder why you’ve not yet burned this place to the ground and killed the coven. Without them, you could take what you’ve clearly come here for.”
“I will kill you,” he warned. “Why have you been cloaking yourself only to show up now?”
She sighed, as if this entire thing was such a hindrance. “They’ve been looking for me.” She clicked her tongue. An unnerving smile unfurled on her lips. “Someone’s been killing people apparently. Such a horror.”
“Give it up, Freya,” he spat. “Did you get what you came for?”
“No.” She looked over his shoulder, noticing me for the second time. “Alexander has the boy. I came for her. Once they’re dead, we can access the vaults. I tried, but it set off this awful noise.”
I assumed she meant Maddox, but who was Alexander?
“Mmm, hello, pretty little thing.”
I didn’t like the way she looked at me, like she was a snake and I was dinner.
He growled. “She’s not yours to take.”
She tilted her head at me. “You were going to kill her anyway. Now, you won’t need to carry the burden on your conscience, my love.”
I gasped, and the pistol almost tumbled from my fingers. He was going to kill me?
He scoffed. “You lost the right to call me that a long time ago.”
She looked up, sighing with exasperation. “You see, Raiden, I can’t have you letting the others out. It’s bad enough you escaped. I can’t have three of you. That’s just not playing fair.”
My eyebrows shot up. Who in the underworld was Raiden?
He stepped toward her, grabbing her wrist again. “I don’t need the others to kill you.”
“I didn’t come here without protection, you fool.” She stepped back, pulling her arm from him. She pulled a ring from her pocket, as if it should mean something. “Remember this?”
“My greatest mistake.”
She winced, stretching her lips thin. “Ouch. Anyway,” she said with a smile. “It still works. Whoever you got to spell this for me was strong.”
