Page 90 of Venomous Lies
While she was distracted, I used my free hand to snag the two syringes I had gotten from the lab. They contained something similar to one I had injected her with a few days ago.
It didn't hurt to have extras, that’s what Thatcher had said. Too bad he hadn’t been smart enough to ask for them back. Now, it was my turn to play him and everyone else. I was leaving this hell.
Popping the cover off of one, I slipped the needle into her side and pressed the plunger as I bit down on her lip to distract her.
Breaking the kiss, I pulled back in time to watch the realization hit her.
“You—”
“Sometimes, witch, you have to make your own future.” I grinned as I dropped the used needle and grabbed the remaining one. Without hesitation, I injected myself.
We would be bound together forever.
Or at least her forever.
It would be hell for her, but I’d be damned if I cared.
I’d be free.
ISLA
Shadows danced in my veins as he injected himself then carelessly tossed the needle aside.
“What have you done?”
“You asked what I wanted, and I’ve now taken it. We’re now bound together, Isla Hallowes, so I will go help your little friends like you asked and leave you here to the necromancer’s tender attention.”
“Kaz, my friends—” she began, but I just chuckled.
“I’ll know who they are, Isla. Don’t worry, I’ll help them. But I’ll be here after. Don’t think you’ll be getting rid of me that fast. Good luck with him.”
In a swirl of shadows and darkness, he was gone, leaving me alone with averymad necromancer.
“What have you done?!” he roared as the lights came back on in the destroyed study.
“I would think that is obvious, President,” I replied, using my sarcasm to mask the stinging and burning that was threatening my self-control. “Fae deals are powerful things.”
“He was mine!”
“So possessive of your beasts,” I taunted despite Cassius’ growing concern.
“You’re more trouble than you're worth. I should kill you right now.”
“You could try,” I bluffed, my chin tilted haughtily. “But I don’t think you have it in you.”
‘He’sliterallya necromancer, beastie.’
‘So are you. Help me!’
‘Do you have a plan as to how exactly I’m supposed to do that?’
‘Nope.’
‘Perfect.’
Magick slammed into me, throwing me back against the wall. My vision went dark again, panic rising as my head started ringing.
Shit.
