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“Why don’t you try begging?” I increased the pressure on the blade, and she winced. “You demons love making others plead. You try.”
Her teeth curled back as she sneered. “Fuck you.”
I pressed harder, and a wet, choking sound escaped her throat.
“P-Please,” she gasped, all pretenses gone. “Just let me go. I’ll disappear, and you’ll never see me again.”
I tilted my head and squinted as if weighing my options. “Hmm. I think not.” The sword inched deeper into her neck, and I laughed again as she trembled. Wet gurgles leaked out of her, and blood poured onto the concrete beneath us.
“Teague!”
Someone called my name, but I waved them away like an annoying mosquito.
“Maybe I’ll stop and let you up.” I ran my tongue over my teeth. “You run, and I’ll chase you.” The urge to hunt spilled more adrenaline through my system, and a buzz hit my bloodstream.
“Teague!”
The voice infiltrated my mind, attempting to grab my attention.
“Busy,”I growled.“Playing.”
I slid the sword a little farther, and the demon’s eyes widened, making me chuckle. They really might pop out of her skull.
“Tate!”
My head snapped up at the power throbbing through my name that time. A man stood a foot away, as beautiful as he was deadly, staring at me with so much intensity my flesh prickled. Black blood coated his hands, arms, clothes, and alluring face.
That striking beauty, made even more potent by the savagery of blood, hid a lethal monster within, one that rivaled my own.
“Finish her, Tate.” Power wrapped his rough voice, crashing into me with the force of a speeding train. “Or I will.”
A beastly snarl slithered between my teeth. “My kill.Mine.”
“Then do it.” His nostrils flared, and his hand twitched as if he wanted to rip the demon's head off before I could. “Now.”
His power intensified, squeezing my insides and forcing my muscles to relent, but I fought his command. My body trembled and sweat spilled down my temples.
He cursed. “We don’t have time for this, Tate! More will come for us.”
Fane. Maverick.
Images of the demon shifter flashed through my mind as his familiarity finally set in, thinning some of the murky haze clouding me.
Fane.
Karn’s demons were after us. We left Logan and Dirgos in the apartment to get away. We needed to run.
The demon below me whimpered, stealing my attention from Fane. I shoved the sword the rest of the way through, the blade hitting the cement as her head broke free of her body.
“My kill,” I told Fane.
“I see that.” He reached his hand out to help me up. “Let’s go.”
Before I could take his help, a disorienting sensation swept over me. One minute I straddled the dead demon, and the next, I stood outside of my body beside Fane.
His brow lifted all the way into his hair as his gaze fell on the other version of me standing next to him while my flesh and blood form remained on the concrete.
I waved my hand in front of him. “Can you see me?”
