Page 148 of Dark Haven Omegaverse

His hands on my skin, the monitors, the corpses, the things he’d done and the harm he’d caused.

I pulled the dagger free and struck again and again, not caring blood soaked me, ignoring the pain in my muscles, instead just taking the life this man didn’t deserve.

“Hiro!” My sharp words had him moving again. He came back to his senses with a gasp as I stepped back.

I saw the change happen. His wide eyes narrowed into slits, his muscles tightening and his grip stark white against the hilt of his blade.

Then he struck. The honed blade cut through flesh and muscle, severing part of Vane’s neck in the process so it hung sickeningly to the side.

Bile rose in my throat as blood bubbled out of every single wound we had inflicted, but Hiro wasn’t done, either.

The pained gurgles of blood had died out the moment he struck his neck, the blade cut straight through the bone, meaning he had no way to survive this. His head was barely connected to his body as he cut over and over again. It was gruesome but Hiro was unaffected by the mess he was creating.

“Fuck you for taking something more from me!” Hiro yelled, voice breaking with emotion. “I was broken already and you pushed me even further with no remorse. Took my body that wasn’t yours to take!”

Each word was punctuated by another hack at the man, huge gashes forming in his skin each time.

I didn’t disturb him. We looked like we’d lived through a massacre, both wearing the blood of our biggest enemy.

But I felt free, and so did Hiro. We took back our power.

Vane was gone. Our monster was slain.

He couldn’t touch me again. He no longer could throw me into a cell and torture me for days on end.

Now he couldn’t keep any of us out, Dark Haven was ours to reclaim. There was nowhere safe here for his demons.

Hiro was crying now, his sobs and breaths so short I knew he was on the border of a panic attack.

“Hiro!” My sharp words had him letting his arm fall to his side, katana still in his hand and dripping with blood. We were both on the edge of shock, and I had to get us out of here. “Come on. It’s done. Let’s go find the ward and let our men inside.”

He nodded but didn’t speak.

When I started to move, he followed, not once looking back at the mutilated body we’d left bleeding out on the floor.

Monty could burn it.

We needed to deal with the sigil first. It should have been our first step but it would have left us vulnerable to Vane’s attacks.

Just outside of Vane’s apartment was a switch. I flicked it up and the hall filled with light.

It was still dark, painted black and ominous. We made our way back to the door we’d entered.

Above the doorway was the sigil we couldn’t see before, three in fact.

“Can you reach it with your sword?” I asked Hiro as I paused.

I expected him not to answer, too lost in his head, but he nodded and hacked away at the sigils, breaking the barrier completely.

At the sound, Drake was there waiting for us, mouth hanging open in horror at the sight of Hiro and I covered in blood and tissue.

“What the fuck?” Drake’s words were full of worry and both of our weapons clattered to the ground as he called for the others.

My mind blanked as I was swept into Kol’s arms, his wings wrapping protectively around me despite Monty’s protests.

It was out of character for Kol to show actual affection and not just lust, but it felt amazing enclosed in his arms.

It showed just how much he’d already changed. He let me do this mission, knowing I had to be the one to do it, but still worried under the surface. I was understanding him more and more.

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