Zee materializes beside me, his brow furrowing in confusion.
“Elaborate,” he says, clearly intrigued, which halts my inquiry about what he found at the motel.
“We were—”
“Don’t!” Dice snaps.
Karma pretends as though the surly incubus isn’t protesting. “Dice and I were having some fun after we found out Ella was okay. Fights get him all riled up and turned on—”
“Never mind,” Zee says, grimacing. “I don’t want to know.”
“I do,” Alyssa chimes in, always eager to find something to torment the annoying incubus with.
“Anyway, I’ve been on the lam for a while, and I’ve grown paranoid. Obviously. I was a prisoner for a slave ring, so I hear a sound, and I… retreat.”
I cock my head to the side as Dice unrolls a litany of curses.
“So you stopped mid-fuck to run out and investigate a sound?” Zee asks.
Horrible story. Pathetic story, actually.
“Not exactly,” Karma says, still snickering as Dice turns a shade of red that has me a tad bit worried his head might explode.
“She fucking retreated from her body!” Dice explodes. “She possessed a doll to go investigate, and I… I… I didn’t know until… Well… Until I fucking got mine and realized she was stiff under me.”
He shudders before mocking a gag. Zee, Alyssa, and I exchange a look before bursting out laughing. Dice’s face turns a darker shade of red, and Karma joins us, laughing just as hard.
“This shit isn’t funny! It scarred me for life, dammit!”
Alyssa is laughing so hard that she is holding her side, and Zee is pounding his chest when he laughs so hard he starts to cough. I’m half roaring, half laughing. Fucking shit.
“I didn’t mean to. And honestly, I thought you’d notice when I didn’t move for ten minutes,” Karma goes on, only making it worse.
“For ten minutes you fucked a lifeless body and didn’t know it?” I ask, hurting as the side-splitting hilarity actually inflicts physical pain on me.
“I was feeding off the sexual energy! I was lost in the zone!” he defends, his voice an octave higher than usual.
“Hashtag—Necrophilia,” Alyssa mocks, smirking at the fuming incubus who storms inside, slamming the door behind him for a dramatic effect.
Karma is still snickering as she follows him in, probably trying to soothe his burn or make it burn more. Knowing her, it’s the latter of the two.
Our laughter tapers off, and Alyssa wipes the tears from her eyes.
“You had an announcement to tell us? Kane said we missed the convo that went on last night, but that you wanted to tell us in person.”
I lean against the railing, waiting on her to answer, anxious to get back in and see my girl.
“Oh. Now?” she asks, but Zee and I only nod in response.
She sighs while looking around, then she motions us inside. We follow her through the house, and I look around for Roslyn. I hear Kimber talking, and as we reach the kitchen, I hear Roslyn responding.
Relaxing a little, I follow Alyssa into the secret room in the back that leads to a hidden basement. All of Kane’s houses have secret, soundproof rooms like this where Sierra and Amy can be chained up during the red moon. Alyssa and Kane have control of their red moon urges.
Ella, however, has to have a separate room with much bigger chains that are bound with much stronger spells.
If she’s bringing us down here to talk, then it must be some serious shit.
“You’re worrying me, Alyssa,” Zee says, echoing my own thoughts.