Shadowborn Royals - G. Bailey Page 0,13
doors spring open and I step out, but Gold doesn’t follow me. I turn my head back as I walk away, Gold’s eyes connecting with mine. A second is all we need to say goodbye before the door shuts and I squeeze my eyes shut. Breathing out the anger and pain this damn place causes in my chest, I steel my back and open my eyes before rushing to my room. Luke is still laying on my bed and I rush over to him. I sit on the edge and shake his shoulders a few times, which slowly brings him out of his sleep. His groggy eyes find mine, and even without words, he knows something is wrong.
“What happened?” He shoots up, rubbing his neck where Eva injected him. I give him a brief rundown on everything, except for in the lift with Gold. The way Luke glances at my lips when I say I was in the lift with him and the flash of anger in his eyes lets me know my puffy lips are giving too much away.
“I feel fucking helpless in here,” he growls, standing up too quickly.
He almost stumbles before I reach out and catch him. Before he can do anything, I wrap my arms around his waist and rest my head on his chest, hearing his heart beating so fast, just like Gold’s. I don’t know why, but there’s something comforting about listening to their heartbeats.
Luke doesn’t move and I fear he’s going to push me away before his shoulders drop. Instead, he wraps his arms around my shoulders and holds me to him, and I know he needs me as much as I need him to calm down before he gets himself fired.
The fact of the matter is, we need to escape this place, and a guard is useful to have on the inside.
Our life can’t be just stuck in here.
“I keep having dreams of a woman,” I tell Luke, wanting to tell someone I trust. “She’s a goddess named Kaelah, and she talks about Titans. I was going to ask Scott what he knows about them, but do you know anything?”
He looks down at me, his hand stroking my back. “Do you think these dreams are real?” There’s a note of tension in his voice, but at least he’s calmed down.
“Yes. I feel like she is real. It’s not just a dream. I need to find out what the Titans are.”
“Why don’t we head for breakfast and look for Scott there?” Luke suggests, pulling away from me and drifting his hands down my arms. My whole body shivers and the smirk on his lips makes me shake my head. Why are the men in my life so good at teasing? Luke leans closer, so close I can feel his hot breath on my ear. “Later.”
One word and my knees instantly go weak, my body springing to life.
Later indeed.
We quickly clean up and I get changed into new clothes, the same as before, and find a hairband to tie my hair up before following Luke outside. I’m still worried about him considering he was knocked out, but he seems to be okay as we head straight for the common area. There aren’t many people around, but the group that is here is not one we wanted to see.
Tyler sits in the middle of a bunch of thugs, at least by the looks of them, and he has a dagger in his hand. The dagger is vaguely familiar to me, and my body locks up when I realise why.
It’s the dagger that Coen used to stab me.
The sadistic bastard holds the weapon to his throat and winks at me. Luke steps forward, his hand reaching for his taser, but I put my hand on his chest to stop him.
“Careful, Tyler. You wouldn’t want to slip and stab your stupid ass, would you?” I say, my lips curling into a snarl.
Tyler lowers the dagger and grins at me. “The only thing that will be slipping is when I slide this dagger into your chest and dig out your heart. I will enjoy seeing your eyes fade from all life in the Blood Trials soon.” He runs his tongue across the flat side of the dagger, his gaze pressed on me. “I will enjoy tasting your sweet blood on my blade more.”
Creepy much?
“Tyler, you don’t have a girlfriend, do you?” I tilt my head at him. “Because your skills with women sure need a lot of work.”
Luke