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“How sure are you?” I asked, biting my nails. What should I do now? Tell him? Let him find out about me himself? I had no fucking idea.
“But Victor wasn’t the only reason I was hunting this woman.”
It’s all coming undone. All your carefully constructed webs. Thread after thread after thread. I told you this isn’t going to be a happy ending.
How the hell was I supposed to know Victor Bane was his fucking brother? He was nothing like Ryden Sinclair.
Well…
49
BELONG
YARA
There were twisting, turning wheels in my head. My eyes were made of spirals that pulsed red and black. The mess I had made was leering, pointing its dirty fingers at me.
“What’s the other reason?” I asked, half-curious, half-afraid.
He had already told me more than he should, but somehow, I knew it was not over.
“I—I don’t know why I’m going to tell this to you. I know it’s madness to tell you about a part of me that would make you run from me, run far, far away, maybe even to the cops.”
My breath froze.
Fuck. Is he for real? Why would he go and do that now?
He stood up, stalking the entire length of the hall, his steps faltering with each step, his face masked in darkness. The thundering scream ripping out of his soul was a mating call to my demons.
Taking a deep breath, he came toward me again, his eyes filled with fear. He was scared. I was scared as well. I wasn’t ready for this. I had never wanted anything more than fucking him.
Didn’t you? Are you lying now, Yara?
“Yara? Promise me that you’ll listen and not just…”
I knew what he was planning to do. This was it. The fucking reckoning. Our sins were too big for absolution. We weren’t gods. We were demons, a different kind, but still demons in the grand scheme of things.
“Don’t run from me. I don’t have the strength to lose you. I’ll chase you until the very end of time.” His voice wavered at the end.
He was going to give me something I had always craved. A place to belong. Without lies or secrets. A place to be ourselves. Our broken, damaged, distorted, unholy selves. A place where we could be together, just us, without the cloaks and masks. Naked, free, vulnerable, deranged.
Oh, how I wanted to be in that place, but I couldn’t.
Slimy snakes twisted up my throat until I couldn’t even form a word. I kept shaking my head as if that would somehow stop him from doing this.
“Please, Red, I need to tell you. I need you to see the real me. I’m not a good man, but I want to be good for you.” He stopped, his face twisting in worry and pain. I felt his desperation in my soul. “You’re my mad fucking goddess.”
“Ryden, you shouldn’t—”
He pressed a finger to my lips. “Let me tell you this before I change my mind. You, Yara, you’re the only one who knows how to silence the animal in me. The only one who can make me feel normal.”
I was still shaking my head. My world was splintering, and each splinter steadily caught fire. It felt so wrong to sit here and wait for him to break himself open for me, to give me the pieces of his darkness, his soul, his heart. I didn’t deserve that.
Diamonds would have cost him nothing.
This would cost him every fucking thing.
He didn’t know what I’d do with the secrets he was going to give me, and yet, here he was.
