bad shit will happen tonight. Just not to us. I promise you that,” Kyan said protectively, taking my hand and pulling me toward the door.
I glanced back at the others with my stomach twisting, giving them a tight smile that none of them returned. The worry in their eyes was potent and I swore quietly to myself that we’d pull this off. We’d find something to bring down these assholes and I’d return to the rest of my Night Keepers before dawn.
Kyan was silent as we walked and I glanced up at him, the lamps lighting his face in an amber glow. His jaw was ticking and his eyes held dark secrets which scared me, secrets I was sure were about to be unveiled in this horror show of a club tonight.
“It’ll be okay,” I told him and he blinked out of his stupor, looking to me.
“Nothing about this is okay, baby. I don’t want you anywhere near these fucking people.”
“I want to see my enemies before we destroy them,” I growled and Kyan wet his lips.
“Guess I can understand that. You don’t have to make it sound so hot though,” he commented as his eyes dropped to my mouth.
“My bad,” I teased, lightening the mood and he smirked a little.
We made it to the front gate and the guard on duty let us out, nodding to Kyan like he was his boss and I guessed if you were a Night Keeper at Everlake, that was the case for these guys. I wondered how much money they spent paying them off.
Kyan led me to his bike and took my helmet from the bars, turning and putting it on my head. He snapped the visor down and made sure it was secure, a small crease forming between his eyes. It was kind of endearing the way he treated me sometimes. The two of us were either clashing with the force of two tsunamis or caressing each other like we were worried the other would break.
He put his own helmet on, swinging his leg over the bike and I climbed on behind him, shifting up close and wrapping my arms around his waist, his stomach muscles firming under my touch. He started the engine and turned us around, taking off down the road that led away from the school, the night devouring us as we went. It was eerily quiet out on these roads, the streetlights few and far between so only the headlight on the bike pierced the dark.
The scent of leather and gasoline pulled at my senses as we sailed along and gazed into the shadowy forest beyond the road. The wind was cool, but the bike leathers kept out the worst of the cold and Kyan was so huge that he shielded me pretty damn well from the wind anyway.
It was over an hour to Hemlock City and when we finally circled down from the hills towards the sprawling metropolis, my heart started to beat a little harder. We sailed along brightly lit streets which were almost as quiet as the forest, the bars and restaurants all shut up for lockdown. The few people who were out wore masks and walked briskly along like they were anxious to get to their destinations. It sent a chill down my spine seeing a place which should have been thrumming with life silenced by the threat of the Hades Virus.
A siren somewhere in the distance made my heart judder. We weren’t allowed to be out here. The only travel allowed was for essential workers or for those doing grocery shopping and if a cop stopped us, it would be pretty clear we weren’t out for either of those reasons.
Kyan took back streets to avoid the main roads and eventually pulled up in an alley, killing the engine and the lights. He pulled his helmet off, hanging it on the bars. “We need to leave the bike here, baby.”
I nodded, climbing off and taking my own helmet off. Kyan took it from me to hang it on the bars then pushed his fingers into my hair, messing it up to fix the flat look it no doubt had from the helmet. Then he grabbed my hand and tugged me out of the alley, my heart tripling its pace as we turned onto a street with graffiti on the walls and the general air of a bad neighbourhood about it. We passed a chain link fence and a dog lunged at it from the