something we’ve ever seen before. Not to mention, Zahruk hadn’t either, and it attached itself to him.”
Lucian smirked, lifting his hand from where he’d cradled my head. “We’re going, old man. Thanks for the heads-up that my little monster had escaped.”
My eyes narrowed on Alden, who shrugged his shoulders. “I promised your mother, Kid. I can’t fight half the shit popping up around here, let alone the Devil. Your man, though, he can. So you bet your ass I’m calling him when you show up, especially when I catch the scent of brimstone chasing you.”
“Nark,” I grunted, smirking at Alden.
“Lucian is your shield, Lena. You’re not alone. Not so long as you have him beside you. One day, I’ll be gone from this earth. Some hunt will go wrong, or some shit-show will get out of hand, and I’m off this rock. You, though, you’re here forever or until you go home with this asshole. You and Joshua, you’re part of my family now. I promised your mother that if anything happened to her, I’d do my best to protect her children. I can’t keep that promise when I’m gone, but Lucian can. Let him do his job so that I don’t go out knowing I fucked this up too.” Alden’s voice cracked, belaying his fear.
“Something going on that we can help you with, Alden?” I watched Lucian turn toward me, lifting a brow in a silent question of what the fuck? “Stow it; we’re family.”
He snorted, turning to look at Alden. “I can murder whatever is messing with you. Say the words, and they’re dead.”
“I will keep that in mind. Thank you. You two should get back to the club. Demons are out in force tonight. I’m not even certain which side they’re on anymore. Hard to tell without asking them, and they’re not the friendly sort.”
Lucian nodded as Alden stepped back, his eyes capturing my attention as a shiver of emotion rushing through me. Something was going on here, and it was big enough that the head of the guild was concerned, which didn’t bode well. My stomach sank with an unnamed sensation, and worry flittered through me as Alden backed up, holding my stare.
“Something is up,” I told Lucian the moment the window was up.
He grabbed his phone, thumbing through his numbers before raising it to his ear. Lucian issued orders in a quick, straight-to-the-point fashion before hanging up.
“Take your pants off. After you’ve done that, put your feet on the dash, and spread your legs.”
“Excuse me?” I asked, watching his expression. He turned, smirking at me as he started forward.
“I didn’t fucking stutter, and you sure as fuck heard me. Do it, now. You’re going to need to be wet for what I intend to do to you. Get yourself ready for me because the moment we hit the cut-off to Cusick, I’m finding a spot to fucking rail you against the hood of my car. So, strip and get started, and you better not fucking come until I say you can.”
Chapter Ten
When the monsters come out to play, you can either accept it or fight them. My monsters are planning to destroy me, and I came to play. ~Lena
It took a little over twenty-four hours of scanning the files that Alden had given us before I tossed them aside, frowning. I’d learned several things, but none of them did us any damn good. Turning at the sound of the bathroom door opening, I let my gaze slide down Lucian’s body with a wicked smirk dancing in my eyes.
Runes and tattoos of skulls covered his abs, along with both arms. His hands worked the button of the expensive Italian suit he was wearing tonight as he strolled into the room. Muscles rippled with every small action he made, causing his pecs to pulse and the light to catch on the barbells in his nipples.
Standing, I moved toward him as if drawn to him by an invisible thread. His midnight-blue gaze sparkled with laughter, narrowing on me when I stopped in front of him. Running my hand down his stomach, I feasted my eyes on the trail they took down the masculine contours of his perfectly ripped body.
I touched my lips to his chest, kissing just above the heart that held me beneath its thrall. This monster was mine, and I’d never expected to love him this much. But what I felt for him wasn’t just love; it was a soul-deep connection that ran deeper than anything