Sam looked at him. "You miss her?" He asked calmly as he stepped slightly closer to me. The dark one snorted like it was the funniest thing ever. "I miss the way she screamed when we hurt her. When we took away her shoes, or when we plunged a needle into her arm or neck." He rasped. Disgust crawled over my skin as I recalled those horrifying memories. "What else do you miss? What else did you do to her?" Sam asked. I glanced at him, but his focus remained fixed on the dark one. "Tell me everything you did to her." He demanded. "Wouldn't you like to know." The dark one replied menacingly. Sam advanced toward me, gently brushing aside strands of hair that had fallen over my shoulder. I tensed slightly, but relaxed when his cool fingers touched my skin. "Do you miss her blood? Do you miss her taste on your tongue? Do you wish you bit directly into her neck?" Sam taunted the dark one loudly as his fingers trailed over my neck. The dark one tensed up. Sam smirked in response, and t
Sam clenched his fingers into the dark one's skin. "Tell me about the air bubble in her lungs." He demanded, holding his arm firmly around me. The dark one smirked, well aware he had precious information, and opened his mouth to speak. Suddenly, Sam twisted the hand of the dark one, and the sickening crunch made me clench my fists. I almost stepped away from the two, but held my ground, and quickly looked away from the bone protruding from the wrist of the black leathery skin. The dark one snarled, not in pain, but in anger. "The truth." Sam warned with a stern tone. The dark one's gaze shifted to me, focusing on my collarbone, where a drop of blood slowly made its way down my skin. Once again, Sam twisted the wrist. Another sickening crunch sent shivers down my spine. The dark one hissed angrily, revealing his blackening teeth. "He controls her with the air bubble. He knows exactly where she is at all times. The air bubble longs to return to its master, back home to its staff,
"You will need the staff of the king. It's the only way to extract it from her body." The dark one quickly said when Sam snatched a knife from the table. "Sammi, there's no time." Adrian announced. "How do I extract it?" Sam inquired as he ignored his brother. "We don't have the time, Sammi. You have to think about other ways. He's going to find her." Adrian insisted, raising his voice. Sam turned abruptly to face Adrian. "What will you have me do, brother?" Sam sneered at Adrian. Adrian took a step back but held his ground. "He's here in a few hours. I think it's wiser to prepare for his arrival." Adrian reasoned in a calmer tone. "This thing is coming out of her, Adrian. I'm not leaving it.... Live... Inside her. Even when I drive a stake through his bloody brain, the first thing that's going to happen is killing everything that's not supposed to be near her." Sam warned in a low tone. "Let alone inside her. I'll yank that damn thing out of her with my bare hands, if I have to."
"Flower." Sam addressed me, and I almost startled awake. I had been in a sort of dream state ever since coming down."Go with Adrian. You can convince Shea to help us out. She's scared of you." Sam said, nodding confidently."Scared of me?" I asked, my brows furrowing in confusion."I made sure to torture her with some mental images of you, just so she would never try anything." Sam explained. "With Adrian's help, you'll have her over in no time."Sam clicked his tongue and shared an eerie look with Elle."Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Sam asked her.Adrian and I looked at each other. These two were dangerous together."Definitely. This will be fun." Elle smirked with an almost wicked grin.Adrian frowned and eyed the two with doubt."We don't have much time. We must go. Now. Fay, Adrian, meet us by the lake before midnight. With Shea. We'll be there with our willing volunteer." Sam informed."Who is your willing volunteer?" I asked, not understanding why they were so gleeful.
"What an asshole." Adrian muttered with an irritated sigh. "What if she dies? Guirita?" I asked out of genuine interest. Adrian looked at me over his shoulder and raised one eyebrow. "You can't be serious. The Queen of Wrath, dead? Can you imagine the turmoil that would cause in the realm?" He replied as we walked through the garden to a nearby building which I had never noticed before. The black stones seemed to absorb all the light from the bright moon. I refused to look at the moon, which would look completely full by this point. I had no idea how much time we had left. "But she's not queen, right? She's just Sam's wife." I probed. Adrian stopped walking and turned around to face me. "Whoever murders her, no matter how much everyone despises her, will be branded as a traitor." Adrian sternly warned. "If you touch her, Fay," Adrian carefully said whilst looking around, "You will not survive. Sammi won't be able to protect you. That is why he's so careful with the two of you. I
"Someone is going to pretend to be the blood whore?" Shea asked with interest before looking at me. "Running away at last?" She raised an eyebrow, almost smirking. "You're so far off from the truth, it's almost funny." I answered with a sweet, fake smile. "We need to do it now. Like right now." Adrian said with an urgent tone, getting us both to look at him again. "I want to know why." Shea said with a stronger voice. "If you want me to do this, I need to understand why. I need to guarantee my own safety." She continued when we remained silent. Adrian sighed and stared down at her. "I won't do it otherwise. I am putting my life on the line here. I will do anything for you, my king... But if King Satan finds out.." "My brother is the one who needs this service of you." Adrian revealed. Shea eyed my dress. "Tell me why. Please, my King." Shea said. Her face was now calculating rather than scared and I sucked on my teeth to hold my comments in. "I don't think we should." I whisp
"Execute everybody in the dungeons. Leave the two dark ones in the corner alive." Samael ordered the guards as we exited the dungeons.My own two guards immediately jumped to attention and followed us swiftly."Why? Why are you butchering everybody?" I asked when I thought about the dozens of demons, dark ones and humans in their cells. Some of them might be innocent."They know too much." Sammi replied as he walked through his castle at an inhuman speed. "I'm not taking any risks. Plus, some saw me kiss- interacting with my Fay."He quickly swallowed the forbidden word and continued walking as if he hadn't said anything. Demons around us were drunk and dancing, and I couldn't help but envy them a little. I missed having a glass of wine. 'You get so much in return,' everyone always said to me. Sure, but that didn't make me want a glass of wine any less."The queen." Whispered some around me.I felt anything but a queen.I felt chunky, and couldn't even walk normally. I couldn't eat an
"It's almost full moon." Guirita announced in an almost dream-like state. Sammi and I exchanged glances. I was taken aback by the concern on his face, and I realised Satan did truly have different sides to him. He almost seemed... Soft. He quickly concealed it when he noticed my scrutinising look and turned to Guirita with an icy expression. Before taking a knife from his waistband, he approached her with a contemplative frown. "My wife... As leaders of our realm, we sometimes have to make sacrifices." Samael said as he skilfully twirled the knife around in his hand. Guirita turned around, her eyes filled with suspicion. "Like Queen Gabrielle here, who left her own home behind, her family, her friends." Ignoring his comment, I continued to watch Guirita, who raised an unimpressed eyebrow at me. "I need you to do something for our kingdom." Samael declared with a more ominous tone. "Anything, my King. Anything that you'll ask of me, I will do, without question." Guirita immediate