I promise I will raise you up. Let me help.”
I let go of the dagger, and so quickly I hardly see the movement, she takes it and slams the hilt into the side of my head. I barely get a chance to scream before I pass out.
Chapter 2
“Wakey, wakey,” Evelina’s voice comes to me, and I blink my eyes open on the chair I’m sat on, and I quickly realise my hands are tied to the chair arms with thick rope that feels like magic. Not a problem, I can escape anything like this easily. I learnt that shit before I was even a teenager. The crunching sound of someone eating makes me sharply turn to the left, my wavy black hair falling around my face from where it escaped the hair grips. The queen has ditched her dress, now in leather pants and a grey T-shirt. She sits on a glass table, eating a bowl of…bacon.
“Did you drug me, or are you really eating bacon right now?” I question, and she just laughs.
“I like you, have I said that?” she replies with a big grin. “The others said we should just kill you, but I think you have guts and spunk. Rare in this world. Plus, I promised to keep you safe.”
“You should kill me. They were right,” I deadpan.
“You don’t mean that, kid,” a reaper I only know from legends states in a low grumble as he storms into the room, the door smacking against the wall behind him. Ah shit. I recognise him from my brief time in his world, and the fact he is here is not good. This reaper is one of the Cherished Five, the council to the queen of the reapers, and extremely trusted in the reaper city. His dark hair is tied back in a braid that hangs down his back and over his thick black cloak that covers his tux. On the wall, I spot his scythe, the weapon of choice for most reapers, and they also use them to travel. This is so not good. Where the fuck is Mossy? “And Queen Evie, for god’s sake, don’t eat bacon when we need to ask her some questions.”
“You might be Connor’s dad’s friend and my ear into the reaper world, but you don’t get to tell me what to do with my bacon,” she warns him, and I think she is deadly serious.
I feel the same way about coffee. I could really use a cup of one right about now. Or five.
“I did warn you. Bacon is the sixth person in our relationship. And I’m certain her love of bacon is above us guys at times,” one of the kings jokes, patting the reaper’s shoulder as he enters from the other door to the room. This must be Connor, if I’m guessing right from my research. This one has blond hair and a playful smile that confuses me.
Evie only grins at her mate as he comes to her side, kissing her cheek. “Have you asked her anything?”
“Nope, sleepyhead just woke up,” she replies, biting into another piece of bacon.
“Then we will begin. What is your name?” the reaper demands as his power surrounds me, smothering me like a blanket of darkness as it tries to figure out a way past my barriers and into my mind. I hate reaper shadow magic. My power instantly reacts, spreading across every inch of my skin in a wave, and the reaper smartly steps back with a confused expression. I cool my powers so I don’t blow up the room as he crosses his arms, shocked I managed to ward off his powers so easily.
I only smile. A creepy smile just to fuck with him.
“Why don’t you two leave us alone?” Evie asks, sliding off the table, sensing something just happened. “We need a girl to girl talk, as clearly your cock power show isn’t working.”
“Will you speak to her about where she came from?” the reaper apprehensively asks, still staring at me, and it is getting weird at this point as I can’t figure out what he is thinking. His eyes almost look like they see an opportunity. I don’t say a word.
“She tried to kill you, Evie,” Connor quietly whispers to Evie, but I hear it. “And we can’t lose you. Neither can the children, and I don’t think you should be alone with her.”
“I will be careful to remember how we met,” she replies, and they kiss as the reaper stares me