Page 98 of All Your Bloody Lies

Shit.

“How did you find me?” I ask, not really caring, but needing a means to keep my mind working so I can fight the downstream effects that inevitably will send me tumbling to the ground.

“You got a little sloppy, I must say. If Clay wouldn’t have gone missing, that little party trick with the twins may have gone just the way you tried to make it.”

I groan, “I didn’t even fuck with Clay! Last I saw him—”Oh Gods.The sway of my head nearly makes me tumble, but I shake it off. I am already getting dizzy, and my body is physically fighting to remain upright. “I left him at the club!” I scream, trying to stay conscious.

“Your scent was all over his body, such a filthy little liar you are.”

Probably Kairhyse, which… I’m not even angry about, but I’ll diagnose that later. The last person they will ever touch is him, along with Sydni. I will survive whatever they throw at me, so, fuck it—I killed Clay.

“Ah, well, you caught me,” I sigh exhaustedly. “Fuck that guy.” I sway, and grab quickly onto a beam that is just above my head. I’ll be out soon, there isn’t anything I can do about it. “What’s your name, snake?”

The low growl he emits makes me smile, “I am a fucking Dragon, bitch. Watch yourself, or the moment you are asleep, I’m going to fuck you until my venom numbs that cunt of yours.”

Honestly, that may not be the worst idea. At least he’d do it while I was asleep, and in my current situation… I really don’t want to feel what they’ll do to me.

I wonder if his venom is affecting more than just my abilities and healing because I feel oddly calm.

“So sensitive.” My breathing becomes rigid, which is accompanied by my arms beginning to tremble. I can feel my body becoming colder, and I’m starting to shiver. “How did you know it was me?” This would be the last question I’d get out and hopefully, his answer comes quickly enough.

“Lars would recognize your smell anywhere. Boy has been obsessed. The moment he smelled you on Clay, you were done for. You should’ve just stayed in the ground, Succubus.”

At least he finishes the answer before my head falls forward. This isn’t good for me; when I wake, I need to figure out how to flush the venom.

Darkness takes over, and the moment I feel weightless, I’m out cold.

The smell of the sea is all that wafts in when the container door opens. It’s night, and I swear I haven’t felt the sun on my skin in days.

“Help me!” I scream so loud that my ears ring from it bouncing around in the tight metal container. “I’m in here! Please help me! I’m in here!” I keep screaming, repeating the same thing, but no one comes.

It isn’t the savior I’m hoping for that appears in front of the door. He quickly flips on the string lights that are my only source of light, and they haven’t been on in so long, I quickly close my eyes to the sensitivity of them. My lip trembles as I whimper, “Please… let me go… I’m worth nothing!”

I have no money, no family that would pay a ransom for me; I truly was a nobody. The definition of such a thing.

“I beg of you…” I don’t want to be hurt anymore. “I’m an orphan! A Mundane! I work at a fucking food market selling cheap pastries! What did I do?!” I’m rambling, and as the man with the piercing reptilian eyes approaches, I sob.

I’m trying to pull at my restraints, my wrists raw at the action. The pull on my arms is so taut that even when I try to step back, I’m unable to move but a mere inch.

“Please… what did I do to deserve this… haven’t I suffered enough?!”

He releases an irritated sigh, “It’s not about suffering, Xeraphine.” I hate that he smells like the forest. A cabin where I should feel at ease, reading a book and enjoying freedom. Instead, I’m trapped in this endless torment.

“Why then… I am suffering!” My voice cracks, and I drop my head, “Just kill me. I can’t take this anymore!”

The grip on my chin is so strong I feel my teeth piercing into my cheek, “Stop fucking talking. Gods, you are so annoying.” I clench my teeth together, and as hard as I try to stop crying, I can’t. “You’re lucky it’s just me today. The other four are busy, but, we have to keep trying.”

When he releases my chin, a loud scream cracks in my throat. Nearly instantly, his hand is across my face, silencing me—or attempting to. I don’t stop screaming, and as he steps back to the container door and shuts it, we are alone. I’m alone.

“Someone help me! In here!”

“So ungrateful for a gentler day.” He approaches and spits in his hand, spreading it across his fingers. “Don’t fight, okay? I don’t want to have to poison you. Your pussy goes numb when I do it, and I’d rather feel you clench around me.”

My body trembles.

“Just kill me… Just kill me… Please, just kill me.”

I’m not sure how long I’ve been out, not that it matters honestly. I wasn’t even sure how long I have been gone for; it could have been hours or days. Something tells me I wouldn’t be gone for weeks without causing at least a little commotion. I can’t imagine Kairhyse would just roll over and let them take me without at least making some sort of noise.

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