Page 83 of Darkening Truth
Very dead.
None of it makes sense, but I think it’s pretty safe to assume, since the only other coherent Wraith had the mark of the princes, that they have something to do with this as well.
Before I can say any of that though, a blood-curdling scream of pain comes from within the office, and I lunge for the door.
“Why the hell are you stopping me?” I growl at Reaper.
The only reason why I haven’t blasted him with my magic is because it’s Reaper, and I trust that he wouldn’t have stopped me for no reason, and that he wouldn’t put Mayhem at risk either.
“That’s not Mayhem, Farren,” Reaper replies.
I still.
“Seriously?” I ask as soon as I understand what they’re implying.
Rival nods, “Mayhem is extremely good at getting the information that he wants from anyone, by any means necessary. He has a gift for it.”
“And he fucking loves it,” Killian adds. When he receives a sharp look from Storm, he shrugs, “It’s not going to scare Farren, and she should know. He’s not going to be able to keep this side of himself under wraps forever. It’s who he is.”
Storm sighs, “I know, but he’s worried about it.”
“Why?” I ask. “I think it’s hot.”
Zev chuckles and shakes his head, “Of course you do.”
“Farren, can you get in contact with Hades and Khaos? We’re going to need them, and Hades is going to want to know how a soul escaped and became a Wraith,” Storm asks, changing the subject.
I nod and tune out the continuing screams and begging for mercy as I talk to Hades and Khaos.
“Sorry, guys, we’ve got a situation here,”I start, and before I can explain what’s going on, they both appear.
“Is everything . . .” Hades trails off as the echoing screams suddenly cut off.
Khaos grins, “Mayhem, I assume?”
Loki smirks, “Yep. The fucker in there with him threatened Farren.”
“That’s not why he’s in there. We need information,” I correct him.
All of the guys, even Hades and Khaos, look at me with raised eyebrows.
Rival levels me with a look, “Make no mistake, Farren, he’s in there because of what that piece of scum said about you, and because of how he threatened you. The fact that he will most likely get information out of him is just a bonus.”
“Why do you think the screams of pain and torment are still going on?” Kill grins. “Mayhem could have gotten the information we need in moments. He’s that good. He wanted to make him feel pain first.”
“Why are you smiling?” Khaos asks, his eyebrows dipping down into a frown.
“Because that’s probably one of the sweetest things anyone has ever done for me,” I reply honestly. “Plus, it’s really hot.”
Khaos’ smile widens, his eyes lit with curiosity and happiness, “Perfect.”
Hades chuckles, “Why doesn’t someone explain to us what’s going on while Mayhem is busy with whoever is in there?”
Mayhem
Iadmit that at first I didn’t even bother trying to get the information out of him, I simply made him hurt. I boiled his blood in his veins, I slowly pulled his tendons out of his arms and legs, I sliced, andthanks to my ability with the seventh element, I pulled and plucked on his soul.
It was an interesting realisation that Wraiths do, in fact, have souls still. One that I am sure is going to come in handy at some point. As my brother likes to say, knowledge is power.
