Page 47 of Hell Bites


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So, I glance at Silas briefly, noting how close he still is to Azrael before the tread carefully flashes in his pale colored eyes, then do as that look said.

“She didn’t.”

“Then how do you—”

“Her blood.” A loud growl and what could possibly be the sound of his knuckles cracking has me rolling my eyes at Rae once again. “When we feed from someone, it’s possible for us to see their memories, their life prior to meeting them.”

“Right. Yeah, I forgot about that.”

With a frown, I turn to face them. “Pardon?”

“I’m a soldier,” Azrael says as he clears his throat, his eyes darting from mine briefly before he meets my stare. “We get briefed on history and vampires and shit..”

“Mhm.” That’s my only response because I can’t refute what he’s saying. I have no knowledge of the way demons train, and for all I do know, they could get briefed the same way we did by detailing the ins and outs of the enemy so we were prepared for anything.

I’m just not entirely sure what purpose that fact would serve considering there’s not a whole lot of time mid battle to stop and make a snack out of the opposing side.

Either way, it is true.

Feeding from Zia the second time had some of her memories creeping into my conscious thoughts, and it works as an excuse for now.

I’ve been up here so long, I have no idea what kind of relationship vampires and demons have at this point, and dredging up the past by sharing my role in a rather dark part of our shared history isn’t a great plan.

Not when Rae already wants to kill me for defiling his sister.

Especially when I intend to do it again as soon as she’s safe, and as often as she’ll allow in the future that follows.

“Do you have a plan?”

With an annoyed grunt, I scrub a hand over my face then take off my glasses and start cleaning them.

“No, not really. The fresh feeding will be helpful once we’re close to the portal, assuming there’s only one nearby?”

Azrael nods. “There isn’t another one for a few states.”

“And it’s close?”

“About two hours away by car,” Silas says, and when I arch a brow because how the hell does he know that, he adds, “It’s part of my regular patrol.”

I stare at him for a few seconds, curious as hell, but opt not to call him out. Silas and I don’t talk about his work, not anymore, and once again, I’m so far removed from everything down below I couldn’t begin to guess what the regents have him doing. All I know is how risky it is for Silas to have contact with me and that’s enough.

“Okay,” I say as I turn back to the clock. “Then the plan as of now is to find a bigger car, get to the portal, pick up Zia’s scent, and let her do the rest.”

Because she will.

All I need is her scent, the active life force thriving inside that psychotic little female, and she’ll bring me right to her.

I just have to hope the assholes who took her are too stupid to mask her scent, and too cocky to think she won’t be missed.

Unfortunately for them, her brother seems pretty fucking set on finding her, and I’m not exactly one to share.

Azizia is mine and I won’t stop until I get her back.

Chapter Fifteen

Azizia

“Come on, darling. Eat your food.”

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