Page 112 of Cruelly Bitten
“Bring him to the Coventus’s conference room,” I told Mira. “I’ll meet with him there.”
She bowed her head. “Yes, my liege.”
The screen disappeared in the next beat, leaving me with Michael still cowering at my feet.
Clearly, I had more important things to handle right now. And I wasn’t in the mood to make Michael’s death quick.
Assuming I still want him dead,I thought.He did react the way anyone else would in finding a human roaming around in the catacombs.
Only, Ismerelda wasn’t any normal human. She wasmyhuman.
“Stay the fuck away from myErosita,” I told him. “And go help Dr. Wagner with his labs.”
I’d figure out what to do with him later.
I had an old friend to greet.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
IZZY
I endedup drinking Cam’s blood, my need to heal trumping every other thought in my mind. I also took a shower.
But I didn’t bother drying my hair.
I left it combed and wet and just put on one of Cam’s dress shirts, then paced his room while I waited for him.
The absence of pizza meant either it’d come and gone in my absence, or it wasn’t time for dinner yet. I had no concept of the hour, the lack of a clock leaving me very much in the dark. I couldn’t even try to peek at Cam’s computer for an answer because it was no longer here.
Is that how he knew I wasn’t here?I wondered.Had he come back for his laptop, realized I was missing, and sent Michael to look for me?
I shivered, his ire a palpable presence that still lingered on my skin.
What is he going to do to me?
Something painful, surely.
Something sexual, too.
Or maybe he’d just discard me for one of those blood virgins.
God, how was I supposed to fix this? To fixhim?
“He willneverremember you. Lilith’s fail-safe made sure of that.”
Michael’s words reverberated around in my head, each one threatening to dissolve the last strands of hope in my mind.
Cam’s memories are gone.
This is who he is now.
And I… I’m just his immortal blood bag.
I wrung my hands in front of me as I paced, my teeth grinding together.I can’t give up. But I… I don’t know what to do.
Waking up Cane had been an epic failure. He wasn’t in his coffin. And even if he had been, I wouldn’t have had time to do the ritual.
“Lilith won. You mean nothing to Cam.”
