every possible way, but what could she do? Diemos was their king. They couldn’t win. If she tried to help her, Scarlet would end up dead, and Kyler would endure even more torture. That wouldn’t help either of them. For now, she could do more by being there for the other female when she needed her.
Kyler’s muffled cry of rage hit Scarlet as she pulled the door shut after her.
Shaking, Scarlet rushed away.
Hours later, she was still rattled when she finally reached Tobias’s cell. There were a lot of other cells she’d had to stop at first, and all the pain and suffering was more than she knew how to deal with. She’d tried to remain numb to it. It helped her get through each day, but with every moment she spent with Tobias, it got harder. And today, after talking to Kyler, she was more than struggling.
She walked into Tobias’s cell, the male who had started to not only fill her head during the day but her dreams as well, and a sob broke free.
“No,” she whispered. “What have they done to you?”
Blood coated his chin, his chest, dripping down his bare legs. His big, muscular body was torn and sliced, bite marks in his flesh. But the blood, there was so much blood pooling at his feet.
He tried to smile, he always smiled no matter his condition, his pain. “I-I’m okay.”
Seeing him like this, it…hurt. Her ability to switch off from what she was seeing every single day was failing her. But this male, seeing him like this, it was so much more, it hurt like she was the one bleeding all over the floor. How could that be?
She rushed forward. Her sympathy and pain wasn’t helping him right now.
Looking up at him, she forced herself to smile as well. “I’m going to take care of you,” she whispered, then as gently as she could, she began the long process of cleaning and healing his wounds.
And while she did, she kept her head down to hide the tears burning hotly down her cheeks, because tomorrow they would hurt him again. They would cut and bite and tear at his beautiful, strong body until he was bleeding all over again.
Chapter 14
Luna’s small room was crowded.
Eve, Meredith, Grace, and Mia had all stopped by. Eve and Meredith were sitting on her bed, and Grace and Mia were on the small couch in the corner. They were talking and laughing, and Luna wasn’t exactly sure why they were here. Why they’d want to be?
She’d been at the compound for close to a week, and all the females had been kind and welcoming. They were demi as well, all with their own powers. Grace could draw another demi’s powers into herself and use them as her own, like the demi Sir had used to take Ronan’s powers. Eve could get in people’s heads and retrieve information, and according to Gunner, was strong enough to kill a demon with her mind. Mia’s power was fire, and Meredith was an amplifier, which meant she could help boost another demi’s powers, increasing them to devastating proportions.
All so different. Unique.
Honestly, it made Luna feel less of a freak.
They’d shared openly, and though they hadn’t pressed her to do the same, Luna had found herself explaining the way her blocking power worked before she knew that she was going to.
She’d started to feel…at ease around them. She liked the other females, but she wasn’t sure why they wanted to spend time with her.
They all smiled at her, and they seemed to enjoy helping her order more clothes online—even if she hadn’t liked using Gunner’s money to do it. He’d insisted, of course.
And when she confirmed that yes, she did eat and drink a little “normal” food but didn’t actually need it, they’d bought her a huge basket full of “treats” and shown her the communal kitchen on the top floor that was stocked with more food and drinks for her to use any time she liked.
Luna didn’t know what it was about these females, but when she was with them, she found herself smiling a lot as well.
Grace had also given her access to some books the knights owned containing information on different demon breeds. She’d learned a lot. She’d known that dhampir spent most of their life emotionally and physically numb if they were taken from their mothers at a young age, but perhaps their humanity was never truly stamped out completely? It was sitting dormant