Lost Beauty (The Deadly Beauties Live On 4)

You owe me your life. Trade it for hers.

Silan

“Again, how’d you piss him off?” Kya asks, not an ounce of sympathy in her tone.

“I haven’t,” Zee growls. “Honestly. We parted ways years ago because he planned to sire others. After what happened to me, I couldn’t stomach the thought. So I left. He might have felt like I was ungrateful, since he’d saved my life and all, but there was no bad blood between us. I never came after him, and he never came after me.”

“Something had to have happened. This isn’t the time for secrets,” Kya says coldly, warily casting glances at me like she’s ensuring I keep my distance from her.

Right now, my spine, toes and back are tingling with the power running freely through me. This part of me has never been fully unleashed, but I can’t keep fighting with a chunk of me on lockdown.

If Kya knows I’ve unleashed the beast within, she doesn’t mention it. I’m still waiting on it to garner strength and make my life difficult.

“We can’t stand here arguing all day. Which direction do you think they went?” Leah asks, lacing her fingers with Zee’s as he releases a frustrated sound.

“I’m stuck on that. There aren’t any cameras in this area,” Kya says, not sounding one bit happy with that admission.

My eyes drop to the steering wheel of the jeep as they talk.

“If he wanted Zee to find this, then there has to be something to lead us there,” Leah is saying, but my vision has shifted again, only this time, it’s in white and everything I’m seeking highlights itself in red as my senses tune into my demands.

I sniff, taking in the scents that are lingering from the vehicle. Mildew, rust, oil, exhaust... Candy? Why is the smell of candy more pungent than the exhaust?

Night stalkers have a serious sweet tooth, but that would have to be a lot of candy to create a scent so strong.

My eyes move over the ground, looking for any trail. Finally, I spot one.

“This way,” I say, keeping my eyes locked on the trail as I walk back toward the car.

Kya doesn’t ask questions. Then again, she probably has more answers about me than I do.

Leah and Zee get in the car with me, and Kya gets in as well.

“I didn’t bother renting a vehicle, and I’m too exhausted to keep dematerializing,” she says on a shaky breath, darting her gaze away from me as she explains why she’s stowing away.

My vision is tunneled in on the trail, so I barely notice her, but her fucking scent is driving my wilder side into a frenzy. Leah has been in here all day, and the beast within hasn’t been banging against my skin to take her. But Kya? Kya is one hell of a motherfucking problem for me right now.

When a small growl escapes, Zee groans. “Where could Silan be taking her? And why?”

I pull out, skidding across the sand. The road out here looks to have disappeared years ago, but you can tell there used to be one.

No one can answer Zee’s question, so silence follows us as I fly across the desert, dodging anything the car can’t drive over. Silan went out of his way to not leave a trail... But why leave a taunting note?

“I think he was going to contact Zee,” Kya says quietly.

Apparently I asked that last question aloud.

I clear my throat, ignoring the fact her scent is consuming me.

“When he was ready,” she adds. “Which means we may have the chance to catch him off guard.”

“Thank you for coming,” Leah says.

Kya shifts audibly, as though the gratitude makes her uncomfortable.

“What will Slade do to you for being here?” Zee asks her, causing my grip on the steering wheel to tighten.

There’s zero reason for me to feel protective of Kya, especially since she’s chosen to be at Slade’s side.