Page 18 of Monsters Within (The Creatures We Crave 1)
That wasn’t a sensual voice. That was the voice of a man who wanted to hurt someone and had found his target.
Fucking hell, he was impossible.
“Go!” I whisper-yelled to Elwin, who stared at me in horror, understanding of Lucien’s intention dawning in his green eyes.
This would not go over well if Alexandra woke up to a dismembered woman in her room. I had a suspicion she wasn’t as cool with spilled guts at her feet as the version of her in our reality was. This thought was purely based on how scared she had seemed when she first sensed our presence but then couldn’t see us or hear us anymore.
“No—no,” the girl stammered. “My name is Hannah.”
“Do you know where I could find this Chloe?”
He was a motherfucker on a mission. Bloodthirsty prick.
At the same time, there was a smile on my face at his protective side of our girl. While his methods were often knee-jerk reactions completely fueled by his blood haze, he meant well, and I had to remind myself of that when he drove me crazy.
At the end of the day, there was literally nothing he wouldn’t do to provide Alexandra her perfect world on a platter.
“Uhm, no—”
Her words were cut off as Elwin yanked the door open and dragged Lucien back into the room. The red-eyed devil shot me a scathing look like he knew I was responsible for cutting him off from his hunt. I couldn’t help the smug smirk and wink I sent his way.
“Did you need something?” Elwin politely asked, probably giving the woman whiplash at the change in personality and subject.
“I just, uhm…” she trailed off. “I need to talk to Alexandra. But who are you? She doesn’t have any friends or boyfriends. Did you do something to her?”
There was fire in her words by the end of her ramble, and it sounded like she cared for Alexandra. Perhaps she wasn’t all bad.
Elwin grunted as the door wobbled. “You can’t go into her room. She’s sleeping.”
Ahh, so the girl had tried to push her way into the room.
“Alex!” she yelled, “Please tell me if you’re okay!”
Rolling my eyes, I sighed as Alexandra stirred in my arms and blinked her eyes open groggily. As the haze of sleep slipped away and she focused on my face, the most gorgeous smile lit up her features.
“You’re still here,” she breathed out, awe in her light purple eyes as she reached out and traced her hand along my jawline.
Grabbing her hand and bringing it to my lips, I kissed her knuckles gently. “I told you—it’s us until the end, darling. We’re not going anywhere.”
“Alex!” the banshee screeched again.
This time, Alexandra’s face whipped towards her door, and the scowl from earlier marred her face again. With a sigh and a head shake, she mumbled, “Fucking Hannah.”
“Do you want me to dispose of her, angel?” Lucien asked, batting his eyes at her as she slid off my lap and stood.
“You’re not fooling anyone with those fucking puppy dog eyes, Lucien,” I murmured before looking at Alexandra. “He was going to off her before he found out she wasn’t Chloe, and then was trying to pry for her whereabouts.”
Mirth danced in her eyes, whereas Lucien’s eyes narrowed on me as he mouthed “Traitor.” Shrugging at him, I sat up and stretched my stiff muscles as she padded to the door.
“Elwin, it’s fine,” she soothed. “I’ll just be a moment.”
For a moment, he didn’t move or speak, and I thought for once maybe he wasn’t going to give her what she wanted. He never could resist her. But then a second later he relented and came back in as she slipped out and closed the door behind her.
A half smile tugged at my lips at the predictability. It actually made me feel better, knowing that even if this was a different version of the girl we loved, it still seemed like things were the same where it mattered.
“You just had to rat me out,” Lucien pouted, staring accusatorially at me as I stood up. “I swear, you get off on ruining my fun.”
Yup, some things definitely hadn’t changed.
