I tried to kiss her cheek but she pulled away from me.Ouch.
“Yeah, yeah,” she said, rolling her eyes at me.
“Kiss me. I could very well meet my end,” I teased. I grasped her chin with my finger and thumb, trying to get my little light to look at me. Fuck, it pained me to see her hurt as if I’m betraying her like no other has.
“Jaxon, now is not the time for jokes. And, Reapers can’t die.” She looked at me, annoyed.
“I mean… that’s not entirely true,” Ryker corrected. “It’s our bodies that die, but our souls pass on to Valhalla, where we finish our sentence to Odin in the realms.”
Faye peered over at Ryker like she wanted to splinter every nerve in his body. It turned me on. Even on the brink of a murder spree, I wanted her. She was my very own kryptonite.
“Ryker, I love you, I do, but I’m so sick of you having the answer to literally everything in the worst scenarios ever,” Faye grumbled.
“I mean, shouldn’t you be thanking me?” Ryker shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.
We all snickered and then fell silent. He was right, without him, we couldn’t have done any of this.
“You all go. I’ll be fine here.” Faye’s words unsettled every nerve in my body. Why wasn’t she fighting? What was my little witch up to?
Raquel looked at me with uncertainty, as the rest nodded at me in reassurance.
“It’s time,” I commanded.
Ryker quickly began typing a secret code into his tech watch that looked like it came out of the movieInspector Gadget. My brother never ceased to amaze me by always being the brains of the operations. He typed away in a frenzy with his black gloves. “Annnd we’re in.” He motioned as the heavy metal industrial doors suddenly unlocked. “Time to cut the lights.” Ryker turned his attention back to his tech watch and entered another code.
The clicking of the buttons was riding my patience thin. I could smell all the mucky damned souls from here, the scent making my Grim famished. The building went pitch black and fell eerily silent.
“Time to hunt.” Creed rabidly licked his lips. Our shadows swirled in thick clouds, casting out of our human forms. Our giant skeletal Reapers screeched in fury. Onyx vines surrounded our bodies—slithering, waiting to molt a soul and send it to its end.
“I’m going in around the back, you three go in through the front,” I ordered everyone to their positions.
Raquel’s eyes shifted, dark as the midnight sky, with no light in sight. She flexed her hands and bolts of electricity emerged from her palms.
“Interesting.” Creed took note of her power.
Raquel looked as if she could make Death itself run away in horror.
I bent down to Faye and grabbed her face, not giving her a chance out of this one. Faye refused to look at me, killing me. My regret grew bile in my throat. “I promise I will bring Penny back to you.” I tried to calm the fury pumping in her blood stream.
“You better, or I’ll kill you myself, Reaper.”
I winced at the words my stubborn little witch said to me and sighed. I was ready to end these fucks and get my girl back home to our daughter. This would require many spankings later, and I would not be holding back. Usually when we reap, we make it fast. We quickly dispose of the corpses and fill our empty appetites with their souls. But for Vadon, I was going to give him a very slow, excruciating death. I would enjoy every moment. I’m going to watch with pure delight as he begs for his god’s mercy, while mine laughs.
Iwatched as their figures vanished into the industrial building.Fuck, finally!The sweat on my scalp was beginning to form. There was no way in hell I was going to stay here cuffed to this damn bike. I should have known Jax was up to something like this. Vadon’s soul was mine and I would make damn sure of it. I wanted to see the light vanish from his fucking piece of shit beady eyes. I wanted him to look me in my eyes as I drained the very life force from his unworthy corpse. Vengeance was mine.These motherfuckers killed my mother and tried to take my daughter. I remembered my promise to Ma as my skin began to buzz. I screamed out in frustration while I tugged on the cuffs, the metal suddenly melting upon my skin, not leaving a mark.Yes, yes! That’s it, come on!I started to concentrate on my magic, the sweat trickling down on my forehead. I knew I could use only so much before my magic faltered. I needed to complete my initiation and fast.Fuck! Tears began to build as my anger relished over me.Come on, you fucking bastard!I tugged on the half-melted metal, almost freeing myself.
Suddenly, I heard acroakin the near distance above me. A raven appeared in the sunset sky, gliding in the air seamlessly before me. The strange dark-haired bird eyed me suspiciously. There was a glimpse of something familiar behind those dark eyes. I knew those eyes all too well.
“Rocky?”
The raven croaked again, landing on the Harley’s handlebars right before me, then dropped a silver key in my sweaty palms.
“Thank you,” I whispered in response, as the mysterious creature croaked once more and flew away. I bent so I could reach the key in my mouth, and I re-positioned it to be able to enter it in the lock. The unlockingclickwas music to my ears. My heart pounded in relief.
A moment later, gun shots and tormented screams began ringing out in the building. A doomed smile spread across my face. It was time, and it would be all mine for the taking. I could feel the surge of power spread under my skin, infiltrating my senses with fury and magic. A dangerous concoction.
I ran into the building, but couldn’t see much other than gun smoke. I sneakily kept out of the Reapers’ vision so I could make revenge mine. The mysterious raven appeared again and flew right into a dark narrow hallway. The sounds of shooting and men wailing faded into the background. I could hear muffledcrying and began to follow the light noise. My heart was beating hard against my chest, my senses heightened and ready.
I could see a man in a white button up shirt at the end of the hallway, the smoke clouding his face. The unrecognizable man began moving a bandaged woman across the hall as he pointed a dagger to her chest. The woman struggled in his grip, seemingly drugged.