Poison's Kiss (Deadly Beauties 2)

"The bedroom where I'd show you things you only thought you could imagine," Dice finishes, a darker, more seductive edge filling his hazel eyes.

I simmer down slightly, but Kane refuses to lose his hold on me.

"I'm not Drackus's concubine, you perverted son of a bitch!"

Dray can't hold back his laughter anymore. It roars free, considering he knows how truly gross that accusation was. The others seem confused by the reaction they warrant as overkill.

"Just remember I'm here to help," Dice says with a grin. "Anything at all you need, I'll be at your service. How about we start with your delicious scent?"

"My scent?" I ask, instantly regretting opening the door for an answer.

"You smell like honey and sex. It's the scent of a woman who needs to be sated. I could have you smelling like an exhausted-"

Before I even realize it, I've used my magic to launch him through the door, splintering it into numerous pieces as the immortal crashes into the yard. He groans as he rolls around, gasping for air. The force I used could have crushed a younger immortal - one not at full strength yet.

Dray grips his head, knowing my neighbors are probably curious about the scene I just caused, but I shrug in response - proving I don't give a damn.

"You just said I couldn't touch him."

Kane lets a laugh escape, along with Zee, as I start to walk away. Dray accidentally lets his smile perk up, but he walks out, shaking his head, preparing to dust the memories of my neighbors before they call the cops.

Just as I grab a glass to pour some strong liquor, Kane's phone rings. He glances down and quickly answers. I can't help but be nosy, so I listen in.

"Hey, Deke. What's-"

"Kane, it's Amy. She was just attacked."

Chapter 16

Betrayed

I don't know what I was thinking when I told Kane I'd ride with him. He's as fast behind the wheel as Gage. My knuckles have turned white.

A three-hour drive to Pine Shore has turned into a forty-five-minute drive in his Mercedes.

He skids to a halt in front of his house, hauling ass out of the car, leaving me far behind when the door to the front shuts before I've even fully made it out of the passenger seat. When I make it inside, I cover my mouth to hide my gasp.

Amy is a bloody mess from head to toe. Her eyes are weak, showing death's closeness, as her labored breaths come out in wheezes. Sierra coos to her, trying to calm her down, as she strokes her tangled, matted hair that has been splattered by her own scarlet stains.

Her wrists are bandaged, but the blood is seeping through the once white strips. Her throat is bandaged as well, though it's not bleeding as badly her wrists. A blanket covers her as she shivers, acting as though she's freezing.

Suddenly, Dray's in the room, kneeling beside her and pressing his hand to her head.

"I won't be able to heal all of this in one sitting, but I'll be able to save her life. Kane, get her some blood. She's going to need it."

He nods and rushes over to the art room door. My stomach twists as he disappears into it. Apparently, they have a secret fridge I overlooked in the dungeon. I could have figured all of this out a little sooner had I been more persistent in my exploration that night.

He returns almost as quickly, and I watch as the bleeding from her wrists seems to stop. Her breaths become more natural and easier as she sucks in air.

Dray staggers back, proving he's just exerted too much energy to have not exhausted him. Amy is still weak, but she's able to sit up with a slight wince. Sierra almost cries as she keeps her arms around her, making sure Amy feels cared for.

Kane hands her a glass full of blood that she sips appreciatively. He then moves over to sit down next to a weary Dray.

"Start at the beginning," Zee says from behind me, his jaw clenching as he comes to take a place at my side.

I never even heard him come in. I notice Dice is with him, though he's fortunately keeping his perverted humor on mute.

"I never saw anything much. It was all so... unexpected. I was walking through the house after having gone to the mall. Nothing seemed out of place, everything smelled clean - no unusual scents - and I didn't sense any presence here at all. I walked down the steps to the underground room, still not sensing, smelling, or noticing anything out of the ordinary.