Revealing the Monster (Playing with Monsters #4) - Amelia Hutchins Page 0,68
and weakness would be used against you.
Pouring more whiskey, I reached into the drawer, pulling out another glass. I detested that Spyder had fucked Lena, but I hadn’t hated watching her get off. The only good thing that came out of the ordeal was that he was no longer thinking about her sexually. So what the fuck was he doing caring about her emotional state?
“Fuck you,” he rumbled, lifting black eyes to hold mine. All human exterior melted away, and we relaxed into our chairs, swallowed by the shadows. “I fucked your girl, asshole. Get over it. You enjoyed breaking her and watching that pussy get fucked. I know you. You pushed it to go further than it needed to go. You wanted her to ache and never crave that shit again. If you hadn’t, I wouldn’t have been allowed to enjoy all that her body had to give.”
“Are we done talking about her pussy?” I snapped, staring at the glass as it spider-webbed from the pressure of my hold. “Keep my girl’s pussy out of your mouth, Spyder.”
“It was a delicious pussy, though,” he teased, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees, staring at me. “I don’t crave Lena like that anymore, Lucian. In fact, I could take her or leave her. I do, however, care about her emotions because if you unleash those furies, they’re coming for me, brother. You and I both know that. They want revenge for what I did, and it’s fucking justified.”
“That’s your problem, and you know I’m right fucking here if or when you need me. I’ve always been beside you, asshole. That much is a given. The only way those bitches escape Lena is if she’s dead. That isn’t fucking happening again. The only weapon that can kill her was tossed into the Unseelie Prison, inside Faery,” I admitted, running my finger over the rim of the glass.
“She asked if you loved her, and she didn’t understand your reply.”
“She will get it when she’s ready to recognize the gravity of it,” I grunted, hating that she expected words. Fuck words, they’d never done shit.
Humans wanted pretty words. Hollow words whispered as the sweat cooled from their bodies after a hard fuck. They were just that, words. I wouldn’t ever say them again. I’d heard people say that shit in a moment of passion and then ask me to take the person’s life in the same breath while perspiration still bathed their brow. Words held little meaning, but actions were undeniable and spoke louder than anything else.
I knew she loved me. I hadn’t needed her to say it for me to know how she felt. She’d proven it to me. Lena had taken her life to prevent my suffering, which spoke of something much deeper than love. She was a selfless creature. One that was too fucking pure to hold the monsters inside of her. Fuck, Lena was too pure to have fallen in love with me, the fucking monster that had others trembling at the mere mention of my name.
Me? I’d destroy this entire universe to protect Lena, and I’d told her that much. I’d stood aside as her lineage was snuffed out. I couldn’t intervene on their behalf because magic had consequences. Lena had come back, and in doing so, dominos had tipped over.
One life from a bloodline coming back could be ignored. Three lives weren’t allowed. There was a steep price, and I wasn’t allowing Death to take Lena or Harbinger from me again. So, I’d agreed to let her bloodline pay the cost because not even I could stop it from happening. Not that I would have, anyway. Her line would have died, eventually, and she’d have hurt because of it.
Watching people die a slow, painful death wasn’t pleasant for those who didn’t age. I’d watched countless others die of old age, rotting from the inside out. Complicating matters, I’d cursed her line long ago. They were all born cursed, and they’d died that way, too.
The curse made it easier for me to find them and their coven when they were reborn. However, this time there wouldn’t be a rebirth because their death was final because of Lena’s action and becoming immortal.
I’d ensured that her family had a quick and painless death by allowing demons to consume their souls. They had felt nothing from the moment the demons inhabited their bodies. It had been simple and easy, providing the best possible outcome for them.