Page 58 of True Sacrifice
If they were missing like I should have been, it meant there was some crazy group out there sacrificing people, because they didn’t stop once this asshole was dead.
“I’ll search around for anything that might be useful. Do you want to look around and see if anything looks familiar to you?” Jax said, having no resistance going near the body. So many oozing fluids.
I looked around the room and spotted a chair tipped on its side. Jasper had burned the ropes from my still, lifeless body. There was a large red spot on the floor, a jagged raised lip of a stone sat in the middle. I must have hit my head on that when I tipped. The stain seemed to call to me. Blood calling to blood, whispers of shadows in my mind directing me. Directing me where?
“Hey guys, something doesn’t feel right,” I muttered. Darkness was closing in on all sides of me and everything felt so cold.
I woke up in a dark place. It was like being inside Justice’s mind, but I could feel there was some sort of wall around me, holding me prisoner here.
“Come find me,” a voice sounded from somewhere above me.
I went to shield myself but was struck immobile by the raw power in the voice that held me. I felt my entire body shiver, and it wasn’t in a bad way. It took me a few minutes to gather myself and try again to form a shield. I wasn’t sure how well it would work already inside wherever I was, but it was better than nothing.
I formed a shield and remembered the mental door, which was wide open. “Guys, can you hear me?”I shouted.
Nothing.
“Nothing gets through unless I allow it,” the voice answered.
“Well then, who are you and what the fuck do you want?” I snipped.
Short Girl Tip #42: You’re only short because you are a demon from Hell, and you like to be close to home. Fucking act like it.
“Come find me,” he repeated, his voice grew more distant.
The darkness faded around me as I opened my eyes. I was on the floor in the damn sewer. Three sets of concerned eyes stared back at me.
“You ok, Princess?” Jasper asked, breaking the silence.
“I’m not really sure, actually. I think something trapped me in some guy’s head. He told me to come find him.” I tried to think if there was anything else important to add, “Oh! His voice did the weird thing that your guys’ voices do to me. Well, Jax’s mental voice. But this guy, his voice was like that, too. At first, I thought maybe it was a mate thing, but maybe it’s just a power thing. This dude was oozing power.”
“Voice thing?” Justice said, as his face scrunched up in confusion.
I pushed off the disgusting floor to sit up. I felt completely fine now. The smell wasn’t even that bad. No wait, it was.
“When I hear you talk, it sends like shivers down my spine or something. It’s like a full body command for everything you say. I just want to do that. I can totally say no, but that’s the feeling I get in my body.” I did not know how else to explain it to them.
“It sounds like the mate bond to me,” Jax grumbled.
“So, I have another mate out there?” I wasn’t sure how I was going to handle the three of them when everyone was on board, let alone adding a new member into the mix. Then again, if they were my mate, it meant they were supposed to be with me just as much as my demon boys.
“It’s possible, but I would like to suggest it could be your maker,” Justice intervened. My little bookworm was excellent for providing me with centuries of knowledge on the go. He had really been reading up on vampires lately.
“Would he be my mate too?” I really wasn’t sure how any of this really worked. I wasn’t even fully transitioned yet.
“It would be his sire bond trying to compel you, hence that feeling of wanting to do what he’s asking.” Justice explained. “They described vampire mate bonds as being an unquenchable thirst for the other’s blood. I’m not really sure what that means.”
It made sense, but somehow it felt different as well. I didn’t know, but I figured as long as I told the guys, then they would have it in their minds too.
“I grabbed whatever I could find from whatever ritual that asshole was trying to do. We should head back to Hell, and we can research and figure out what all of this means,” Jax said, zipping up a backpack.
“What about all the other missing girls? What about Sheila?” We hadn’t found a single fucking thing to help with that. Where had they been taken from? How many were taken on the same night? These were the important questions we needed to be answering. Not what my murderer ate for dinner.
“I collected all the fliers before I came down here. They have a bunch of information on there we can use with the research to figure out what realm might be at work here. Then we have a location,” Jax said, putting the backpack on and pulling the straps tight.
“Ok,” I sighed. At least we would work on the missing people as well.
Once we got back to Hell, I immediately felt the rush of power in the air, coating my lungs with each breath. It felt invigorating. I breathed in even deeper, appreciating every caress of power that filtered through me. Home.
