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“Because Xadrian said whoever found you gets you first.” He chuckles, and this time I can’t hold the vomit back. I turn to the side and dry heave.
“The fuck is wrong with you?” he barks, taking a step back. “You catch some kind of human sickness? Weak fucks can’t even keep themselves healthy.”
I wretch some more, nothing but yellow stuff that burns my throat coming up. I let out a sob as my body lurches again, and I drop to my knees. Tears blur my vision and pour down my face.
How could I be so stupid?
I stay on the hot ground, more tears coming, but thankfully no longer yacking.
Selvor grabs my arm and yanks me to my feet. “Ziggy is going to get you nice and cleaned up for me.”
“Ziggy is here?” I ask, perking up.
“Of course he is,” Selvor says with a grunt. “He’s the help, and Xadrian hates finding new help.”
He’s the help who helped me.
I thought for sure he was dead. That Xadrian found out he was the one who helped me get out. There’s no way he’d believe I did it alone. Xadrian is sure I’m dumber than the lava. But this is a good thing. I won’t allow myself to feel hope, or to think that there’s a chance of escaping. Hope is dangerous. But if Ziggy is still here… maybe a tiny bit of hope won’t be so bad?
And maybe, just maybe, that alien will finally give himself up and use his words to tell Felix what happened to me.
Or… maybe I am as stupid as Xadrian says and that mole rat really is just a helpless cat?
My mind goes back and forth as we make our way to the house, wondering if someone will come save me or if this will be my home for the rest of eternity now. I’m exhausted. The fear alone has me wanting to sleep for years.
“Azizia, my love…”
I flinch, my eyes squeezing shut at Xadrian’s tone. He sounds worried, but the only thing he worries about is who to torture next. I know I’m number one on that list. Probably two, three, four, and five too.
“I’ve missed you,” he adds once he reaches me, pulling me against his chest. It’s hard—too hard. Too big. He smells like… an asshole. Not like a literal asshole because I don’t know what they smell like, but I would assume it smells like poop. Xadrian doesn’t smell like poop, he smells like an asshole in the sense that he’s a jerk. A terrible demon warlord.
This is all wrong. He’s too big and doesn’t smell right.
He’s not Felix.
I’ve always known Hell isn’t a fun place. Knew it from the days I lived with my father, who is also a demon warlord, by the way. But why did I have to end up with this man as a husband? What did I do to deserve this sort of life?
Chapter Fourteen
Felix
“You’re lucky I don’t kill you myself.”
Rolling my eyes, I spit a little more blood on the floor and keep pacing in front of the door.
“I’m terrified. Please, hit me again and tell me how you can smell your sister on me after she’s been holding me hostage for three goddamn days.”
Rae lunges for me again, growling some sort of threat as Silas all but clotheslines him.
“I told you to knock that shit off.”
He did, and for some reason, the demon listened.
After speaking on the phone, Zia’s brother met us at my apartment in record time—which means he was already lurking around topside. He followed us inside, then sucker punched me in the jaw before trying to gut me with his bare hands.
Silas had to pull him off me, and he’s had to play referee ever since because it’s making Rae very angry that I smell like his sister.
“Tell that blood sucker to shut his fucking mouth. Hostage or not, he didn’t have to take advantage of—”
