the anger and jealousy that bubbles beneath my skin at the thought, reminding myself that they wouldn’t offer themselves if they thought there was another way to get to Fallon. I slip into the chucks from the pack, and slip a dagger in the back loop of my jeans, concealing it with my tank. I put everything else back in there, before picking it up and heading out to find them.
I find Creek, Kain, and Roman sat around the kitchen table, while Levi is cooking at the stove.
“Morning,” I say as I walk in, and the three sat down look at me with a grim smile while Levi hands me a mug of coffee.
“Morning Angel,” he says, kissing me gently before I sit at the table. “Food won’t be long.”
I’m not particularly hungry, it feels like I have a stone sat in my stomach, and I feel nauseous as hell, but I’m not going to tell him that. If him feeding me makes him feel better about the conversation we’re going to have, I’ll let him.
I sip at my coffee while they chatter amongst themselves until Levi brings a feast of eggs, bacon, sausage, and toast to the table. “It’s nothing fancy, but it’ll fill a hole. You need it eat.”
He looks down at me as he lays the last plate down before sitting next to me and kissing my hand. The others can barely look at me, and I realize they nominated Levi to fuck that Demon bitch.
“Nope,” I say before taking a bite of the bacon Levi piles onto my plate. “None of you are fucking her.”
They all look at me, looking like they’re torn between arguing with me and agreeing.
“Remy…” Levi starts but I shake my head.
“I said no.”
“But what about Fallon. We’ve come so far, we can’t just turn back now. It’s not like any of us are going to enjoy it,” Creek says, his voice pained.
“We’ll find another way, or I’ll offer myself up.” I shrug and take another bite. Man I missed bacon.
They all practically shout their disagreement at me and I smile. “See, you don’t like it any more than I do.”
“Then what do you propose?” Levi asks and I smile at him.
“I have no fucking idea, but I’ll think of something. Now let’s eat up, I have a feeling today is going to be a long day.”
We all tuck in, I stay quiet, listening to them talk strategy about potentials for when we reach the next level. Greed. I smile, knowing they trust me to handle Scarlett, but I don’t doubt for a second that one of them will try to offer themselves up anyway if she refuses any other way.
I’ll cut up that pretty face of hers before I let her touch any of them.
We finish eating and I clear up while they take turns showering and redressing while we wait for Scarlett to arrive.
The elevator door pings, almost to the second of the hour she gave us, and she strides into the room, today in a black pant suit and bright red shoes. If I didn’t want to punch her in her smiling face, I might even compliment her for rocking the outfit.
She sashays across the apartment and drapes herself on one of the chairs in the sitting room, and waits in silence until we all sit in the room with her.
“So, did you make a decision about my offer,” she asks, grinning at me hungrily.
“We did, and our answer is no,” I tell her with a smile of my own as her face falls.
“Well, how very disappointing. I guess you do not want to move to the next level as much as you made out,” she tuts and moves to stand, and I jump up pulling the dagger from my back.
“I think you’ll find I can be very persuasive, and that you’ll find another solution to getting us to the next level,” I say and she snarls at me, standing dead still in front of me. I don’t take my eyes off her, but I feel the guys move behind me, protecting me from the back should any of her lackeys appear.
“What do you propose?” She asks through gritted teeth, her eyes on the blade in my hand.
“A blood payment.” Her eyes reach mine and she smiles again. The guys grumble behind me.
“Your blood?”
“A Shadow Walker’s blood carries a decent cost down here doesn’t it?”
“That it does. But you are a Hunter.”
“I am a Shadow Walker.” I grin at