Page 5 of Surviving Hallow Hill
I can almost feel it growl like an irritable puppy.
“So, how are we getting up there?” My palm meets the hilt of my sword, and I stroke it to calm it down while my eyes stray up the wall and the divots.
From here, they look like mere specks, but I have no doubt that my buddy Charizard over here can see further than I can and can gauge their real sizes.
Charizard’s wings span out at my question, drawing my attention to them. They’re scarred and brutal, covered in scales and thick muscle. Just the sight of them makes me ache.
They make me think of Rue, of Styx.
Oh, Lady of Death,Styx.My knees almost buckle.
Now that darkness descends, the cries of the dying sound louder in my ears.
Fuck, what if Rue’s hurt? What if Styx is hurt?
A feral sensation rises up inside me that I can’t describe. Styx, I need to protect him. I need to fuckingfindhim.
Both of them.
My gaze spans out to the shadows and chaos below. He’s down there somewhere. He could be hurt, bleeding. I’ll go in there and reap every last fucking soul of this place if I fucking have to—
We’re safe, chère.
My head snaps up. “Rue?” I say this aloud, earning an annoyed glance from Charizard, mocking titters from the banshees, and a curious stare from Sia.
My face flushes, so I turn away from them as if I’m taking a private call.
What’s going on? Where are you? Where’s Styx? Are you hurt? Fucking tell me!
A chuckle breezes through my mind like the softest whisper of wind. Then comes the phantom feel of claws grazing gently down my back. I have to fight back a shiver.
Relax, chère. Styx is with me. He is alive and unharmed. Contrary to what your alpha instincts will have you believe, he is quite capable of taking care of himself. We’ve got us a little bet going on who can kill the m—
Save it. Tell me where you are.I don’t want to hear how much danger Styx has been in. If I do, I just might explode and go after him despite the danger.
We’re safe. With the Blood Pack; bunch of lunatics and cannibals. They keep calling you guys the Extinction Pack. Seems you’re the rarest of the rare. But I already knew that about my chère.
I feel my head spin.Rue!
He chuckles, and his Cajun-French accent thickens with humor.Calm down. We will be fine. I’m trying to tell you that if you come to us, you will not be. They’ll take one look at that pretty little body in that violet jumpsuit and cream themselves right before they murder you.
My eyes roll to the back of my head.You’re such a—wait, how do you know what color jumpsuit I’m wearing.
I saw you,he purrs.We are bonded, you and I. And that jumpsuit...Hmm...I hear the subtle sound of a mocking slurp and a kiss.Delicious, the way it hugs your every curve like a second skin, the way it molds onto the curves of your ass. Makes me want to bite your ass cheeks.
A flush heats my face, and I stammer internally.Is that a thing you’re into?
His chuckle is my only response before all goes quiet in my mind. Perhaps he’s caring for Styx or talking to his team members. I’ll ask him about the abrupt ending later. After we get into one of those little caves.
I guess for now, I’ll have to trust in Rue to keep Styx safe and guarded. I hate relinquishing that control, but I trust Rue with my life and not just because it's tethered so tightly to his.
I’ve never been able to say that about anyone before.
I turn to face my teammates and clap my hands softly together. “Alright, so what are we—”
My words are cut off by the soft growl in my ear.Come for me.
The impact of my orgasm has me doubling over and gasping in breaths, palms pressed to my thighs in an attempt to keep me upright.
