Page 64 of True Sacrifice
I wasn’t in Hell anymore; I could tell because my power was halted at a standstill. If I didn’t use any, I wouldn’t lose any. Once it was gone, it was gone. It seemed like my power didn’t work in here anyway, so I wouldn’t have to worry about that. Next, I needed to figure out a way out of here.
Mentally, I worried about the boys. I had thought that it was Jax on the balcony. I mean, he’s the only other person who talks in my head. Other than the sewer thing, of course. I had been so fucking tired, the thought never even crossed my mind.
I needed to figure out how to get the fuck out of here and back to Hell. I planned on waiting until Mr. Kidnap came back to have another chat with me. I was expecting to be held for several days before anyone came to visit me. It only took a couple hours at max before the lights in the two-way mirror flickered, illuminating the extremely attractive asshole that kidnapped me.
He seated himself in a chair. I couldn’t help but notice his shirt was wide open, with several shirt buttons missing. His hair dark and wild, ruffled like he just got out of bed. Maybe he had a nightmare that I escaped, so he came to check on me? Or he just finished fucking someone.I’d fuck him.
Wait.
What?
Oh, fuck.
He was sitting casually with his elbows on his thighs. He looked up at me and holy fuck, was it intense. I knew I would fuck him. Jasper said I would be repulsed at the idea of being with someone that wasn’t my mate and repulsed is not the word I would use to describe my feelings toward him. I hated this vampire who took me away from my mates. I will be honest though, and admit seeing him sitting there looking at me like that turned on every single fucked up little switch in my head.
So, either I could find some non-mate males attractive, or this dude was my mate, too. I may work this in my favor if he is my mate. I mean, they say he would be perfect for me. Perfection for me meant getting back home to my demons.
“Good evening, love,” he said, breaking the silence.
His damn voice sent shivers through my spine.Fuck.
I put on a fake smile, “I’m sorry, maybe if I knew your name, I could tell you the same.”
He gave a little sideways smirk, adjusting himself to sit up taller. I watched his body stretch as he settled back against the chair, laying his arm out casually.
I grabbed the blanket off the bed. Shitty thin scratchy ass thing. I laid it on the floor, regardless. My legs bunched up underneath me. It was rather cold in here, and I really missed the heated stone floors of Hell. Everything felt so sterile and detached, and it wasn’t just this room. It was in the very air that I was breathing. Cold finality of endless sorrow.
“Well?” I spoke up, having settled in. “Are you going to tell me your name, or shall I call you three?”
“Three?” That seemed to pique his interest.
“Well yeah, because on a scale of one to ten on how to be a good vampire daddy; you sit at a fucking three.” I flipped him off and stuck out my tongue. Get him mad, get him in here. Either way, I couldn’t get a chance unless I could get that door open.
He laughed. Of course, he laughed. I even felt a smile crack on my face.
“I find you interesting. Why is that?” he muttered, and I wasn’t even sure that he was talking to me.
“Because I’m a cool fucking chick. Now, I am of the recently deceased and I am only learning my way around this whole multi-realm concept. How about you try talking with me, and maybe if you answer some of my questions we can come to some kind of arrangement?” I was going to try it. Maybe if the mate bond was right, he would be myopen to communicationone.
“You will help me, willingly or not. If you say you are willing, you will expect some special treatment. That leaves vulnerability, Love. You may try to exploit that and then escape. Willing or not, I will never give you the ability to escape.”
I deflated. I was really hoping one of them wasn’t such a fucking idiot. Guess I would need to play them at their own game. “I still would like to take willing, if you agree to talk to me.”
“Nothing I share with you will be of any use to escape,” he stated confidently. I was too important to him to take a chance.
“It will make a difference to me,” I breathed.
He leveled a glare at me. His irises turned entirely white for just a flash before settling back into darkness. I don’t think he even noticed it happened.
“What do you want to know, love?”
“Let’s start with your name.” Short. Sweet. Simple.
“I am Jace Darkmore.”
“Hi, Jace.” I said like a dork, waving my hand at him a little.
I noticed his eyes roll, but that little smile cracked his lips as well. He had a short stubble across his chin just barely growing in and it really looked hot as fuck.
