Page 100 of Dark Haven Omegaverse

More of Hel’s servants watching over us?

I had a feeling if there was even an ounce of emotion they’d throw caution to the wind.

“What the fuck is going on?” I demanded, rounding on Kol who smirked down at me like I was an adorable feisty puppy. “Why are your men allowing this?” I gestured at the room.

“Orders.” That was all he gave me, and I let out a growl.

“Not an answer. Tell me, now,” I demanded again, poking him in the chest to punctuate every fucking word.

“Hel ordered us to not kill any more of her demons unless they break the rules,” he said as he looked around the room. “At this point, they aren’t feeding, and the humans can’t see either of us so they’re none the wiser.”

“And what are your rules?” I gritted out through clenched teeth. “Other than being a towering pain in my ass?”

“If they try to feed outside of sleeping hours, leave the grounds, or kill a patient, we act,” he answered before leaning down and brushing his lips over mine. A spark of electricity thrummed through me and went straight to my pussy.

I hated that he caused any kind of reaction in me at all.

The more he was around the more he made me want him... and it was infuriating because he pushed every button I had.

“That mouth of yours is full of venom, isn’t it, mate?”

“For you, yes,” I seethed. “I don’t need another big and bad asshole trying to fuck their way onto my good side. If you don’t stop, I’ll pull out that stone dick of yours and cut it right off with Hel’s dagger.”

His laughter made me so mad I cocked my fist back, but Hiro was pulling me away before I could follow through, using my elbow to guide me to the food line.

“Food first, maiming your hand later,” he said with a shake of his head. “There’s enough chaos without broken knuckles. He’s made of literal stone, Harlow.”

“No he’s not, he’s just hard,” I said before we both burst out into laughter at what I said.

“Do you think he has a normal dick?” Layne teased. “I bet it’s huge.”

“Why are you thinking about another man’s dick?” Crew huffed. I swear they fought as much as they loved each other.

“Harlow set the bar high, look at all her men. Plus, I have more than one hole, babe,” Layne said, giving Stravos a look that had the gargoyle choking on the fry he just put in his mouth. It was the first time I’d even seen one of Hel’s creatures eat, and it made him seem even more human. Part of me wondered if he was half human or once human. But that wasn’t the kind of question you blurted out at dinner. Though, Layne had no such boundaries.

“Are you different than other gargoyles, Stravos?” Layne asked. He froze, making him look more like a statue than ever before. His gaze was a mix of hard and conflicted.

“I’m a gargoyle,” he said simply.

“But you seem more human somehow,” she argued. Layne wasn’t so good at picking up on subtle cues in conversation.

“We’re all the same,” Stravos said with finality that had her swallowing hard. I guess he wasn’t giving this particular bit of information. At least not yet.

We ate our food in silence after that. My eyes flickered around the room, waiting for something to happen.

Nothing did, but having the demons and gargoyles just pace between tables was not the relaxing lunch I’d hoped for.

The cold brush of demons walking by us continued throughout the meal until I was ready to throw in the towel and eat upstairs.

Things at Dark Haven have changed. And I had a strong feeling that they would only get worse.

Drake

Saturday Evening

Dark Haven Third Floor

“Ivar!” I yelled out. My voice echoed off the tiled walls of the shower room. Steam still clung in the air and water dripped from my body, but I called out anyway.

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