of our enemies?” I groan, and she grins. “Or almost killing you during kinky sex?”
“Don’t tease.” I chuckle as I pull her closer. “Do you forgive me?”
She goes quiet for a moment, and I hold my breath. “I’ll try, plus I figure we may not make it through hunting this necromancer, so I may as well go out knowing I’ve been satisfied.” I spank her, and she giggles as she bites down on my nipple in retaliation. “I need to forgive the past,” she murmurs, but it doesn’t sound like her words. It’s almost exactly what the Librarian said as well.
“What do you mean?”
Sitting up, she swings her legs over mine and crouches above my waist. I grasp her hips to hold her as she stares down at me. Her hair falls across one cheek. She’s so fucking beautiful. Wild and strong, just like me.
“You’re going to think I’m nuts—”
“More than normal?” She punches me, making me laugh as she carries on.
“I was in here, getting ready, when I swear I had a vision of someone.”
I frown, and she launches into every detail while I listen carefully. She explains that’s where her wendigo came from, and that the world is in danger from this necromancer. She briefly struggles over the words but hurries on, saying we have a sacrifice to make, a big one. She seems nervous about it.
“Amore…” I murmur when she’s done. “That sounds like a visit from the Fates, but what could she be on about?” Just then, screams fill the air, and we exchange a look.
“Talking later, hunting now,” she murmurs as she scrambles to her feet. I can’t help but spank her ass as she rushes past me to get her weapons.
“Pants, Remi. Make sure you wear pants,” I call as I search for my own clothes. I find them shredded and laugh.
God, I love this woman.
REMI
We follow the trail of screams to the outskirts of the city where Dominic said his birds saw them. We pass an empty graveyard and have to take the last mile or two through the forest on foot. Along the way, we find clearings with more pentagrams, blood, and even a body pinned to a tree, as well as scorch marks.
What is that woman up to?
Whatever it is, it isn’t good. Hell, the Fates mentioned the end of the world, and Khalid trusted what I saw, which means we have to stop her before she does that. Before she kills us all. We hurry through the forest as silently as we can, but we have to skid to a halt at the edge of the tree line where they all stop, and it breaks into a clearing.
The sky is overcast and dark, and as I watch, mist seems to roll through the forest and blanket the world, giving everything an ominous feeling. Awesome. But we have come to the right place. I spot the woman on the hill. It must be her. She has long black hair, interwoven with bones, her face is covered in blood, as is her body, and she’s wearing a black see-through dress. Following after her like puppets are hundreds of undead zombies. But surrounding her are the ones I read about—the aware servants. I can smell them from here. They are dead. The odour of rot and decay reaches me on the wind, but so does the stench of their powers. Supernaturals, a shifter for sure, but the others are overpowered by the scent of death.
Their gazes turn our way as we step out from the tree line. Like hundreds of creepy dolls, all eyes fall on us, watching, empty.
“Got a plan?” Khalid murmurs to me, scanning the zombies and surrounding area.
“Never do,” I retort as I plait back my hair. “Fuck shit up, kill them, grab some burgers.”
I shiver when all the zombies glance back at the hill. He laughs as all the zombies turn back to us. “Deal. Add in some orgasms, and I’m there with you. Fine, let’s do this, mate. Oh, fuck,” he whispers, and I follow his gaze to the woman. He must have been looking at the zombies, but now he’s gaping at her. His eyes are wide, his mouth is open, and his face is pale like he’s seen a ghost. For a moment, irrational jealousy fills me before I push it away, watching his pale, broken face… I couldn’t tell him about Lilith. I was going to before all the screams happened, and then there didn’t