Part 27 (1/2)
”Keep dreaming,” I growled, wis.h.i.+ng I looked tougher and maybe less crusted in blood-my own at that.
”Keep saying f.u.c.k Syn,” he argued.
”Let me go,” I pressed, I needed to see my coven, make sure they were okay.
”I cannot do that Syn, the Guild killed seventeen Fae and that is not something they will live to regret. Tell me why your coven was inside the club when it happened and I will consider changing my mind about them. The others we already killed.”
”And if they didn't do this? If it was a set up?” I asked watching his reaction closely.
”They did it, and they will pay for it. An eye for an eye Syn. I want the name of the artist who did the red ink tattoo on your neck.”
I blinked, ”I don't have a tattoo with red ink, its white ink. It's not red.”
”Stop f.u.c.king around Syn, someone went through a lot of effort to hide you and I'd like to know who it was and why they did it.”
My hand went to the back of my neck on instinct, my fingers touching as they skimmed over the slightly raised skin. ”I'm Synthia Raine McKenna, I was born human and I will die human Ryder, I won't make it to old age. I'll die fighting, you most likely if you don't release my coven. We didn't attack you. That much I know. I would have felt it. Inside. Larissa and Adam didn't raise one magically delicious finger. If you try to tell me they did, you better have that s.h.i.+t on tape.”
Ryder and his men left the room soon after we had agreed to disagree. They were leaving for the club to a.s.sess the damages. I wasn't sticking around for when they got back. I pulled the chain and sat on the side of the bed, opening his nightstand drawer and found nothing useful.
I shook my head and looked around the room, my eyes landing on his dresser mirror. I sent my mind out to connect to my coven, the feel of them pus.h.i.+ng their magic into me was heady, exhilarating. They were alive and inside this house.
I wrapped my hands around the metal anklet I had awoken with and sent magic pulsing into it. Nothing happened. What the h.e.l.l was this thing made out of? Platinum? I eyed the chain, screw it. I grabbed it as close as I could to the cuff and pushed again smiling as the metal melted.
I crept from the bed and cussed as the k.n.o.b twisted. Jumping back up onto the bed I pulled the blankets over the metal chain and evidence of what I had been up to as Ristan walked in. His eyes searched the room and then settled on me and then at my ankle.
”Going out?” He asked lifting a dark eyebrow.
I narrowed my eyes, ”Guess not.”
”Oh, don't stop on my account. I came to let you out anyways. Unless of course you don't want to break your little friends out?”
I considered answering him and then hesitated, ”I dooooo, unless of course I say that I do and then you go Demon on my soul, in which case I'd politely answer with nooooo, I like it here?”
He smiled and shook his head, his eyes turning briefly from their silver and black pattern to red as he plopped on the bed and folded his arms behind his head. ”You will need to hurry, Adrian will meet you at the exit road,” his eyes met and held mine, ”You are going to be timed of course, Ryder will be back shortly, so you have exactly fifteen minutes to be out of here. This information comes with a price Synthia,” he smiled coldly.
”Great, you want my soul?” I glared at him unamused.
”Nah, that thing is battered and bruised. You now have fourteen minutes. I need a promise that you will stop this before it happens. If Ryder openly attacks the Guild, it will mean a full out war. While it would be a feast...I cannot allow it.” He waved his hand and I felt a cold breeze pressing gently across my face as the thick oily presence of his magic surged through me.
”So tell Ryder,” I said harshly, ”What did you just do to my face?” I asked afraid if what he had done, but it felt clean and less painful now.
”I cleaned you up a bit and you've met him Flower, he's about as fluffy as a porcupine. He will not listen to me or to you unless there is powerful evidence to change his mind. There is something else, you need to get close to Arianna and you need to look closely at her Syn. She's off, something isn't right about her. I can't ”see” her and that can mean a mult.i.tude of things-most of them bad. Got me?”
”You want me to take her out?” I asked carefully.
”No, I want you to look at her. Ryder would kill you before you could take her out, don't be stupid. You'd start a f.u.c.king war of the worlds you do that s.h.i.+t. Thirteen minutes,” he replied smiling.
”Fine,” I started to stand up and groaned from the pain inside my head.
”C'mere girl,” Ristan said smoothly, before I could protest, I was pressed against his mouth with my eyes bugging out as he kissed me. When he was done I pulled away wiping off my mouth with the back of my hand. Power pulsed through me, raw, dirty power. Demon magic...I smiled and started to walk out of the room but he caught my hand and pulled me back staring. ”f.u.c.king h.e.l.l, you taste good.”
”Thanks...I'm leaving now.” I looked down noticing he'd just done more than juice me, he'd given me black sneakers, black sweat pants and a black long sleeved s.h.i.+rt for escaping in, rather than the b.l.o.o.d.y mess I'd been wearing before.
”Good luck, go stop this before it's too late,” he whispered before he flicked his hand and the collar appeared on his neck, his face taking on an instant black eye as if I'd hit him myself. I turned and left the room shaking my head and wondered if Ryder would really believe that I overpowered Ristan.
The bas.e.m.e.nt was on the next floor down. I'd barely managed to miss being seen by two guards as I'd not so stealthily walked right down the middle of the hallway. I could sense the Demon magic he gave to me with that lovely kiss was dangerous kicking up my pulse. I felt no pain, my emotions were gone. I felt like darkness would overtake my soul if I let it.
I took the stairs more carefully, my eyes scanning for body heat as second sight took over. I had to actually concentrate using it as I walked. As if I wasn't myself and maybe that had to do with the head pounding I'd encountered with the door. When I reached the bottom of the stairs, a single door sat ajar.
I pressed against the wall and peeked inside, Larissa and Adam both sat on chairs with their hands tied in front of them. I slipped inside, expecting to fight. I looked around the barren rooms. Pulsing cells enhanced by Fae magic were constructed along the walls. An enhancing spell covered the wall in black ink and I had a feeling Ryder was creating those cells for Witches alone.
I slipped over behind Adam who had been sleeping and started untying his ropes. They got ropes, while I got platinum, I felt special-sorta. ”Adam, untie Lari. I'll guard the door. We got ten minutes to be out of here.”
He lifted his dark head and leveled his emerald gaze on me, ”Syn, he's going to attack the Guild, we have to stop him.”
”Untie Larissa Adam, he won't attack them tonight,” I said feebly. I had no idea if he would, but I couldn't go into panic mode right now, not juiced up on Demon.
I turned back to watch him carefully untie Larissa while patting her cheek to wake her up. He was gentle, his hands sure as he undid her bindings. ”Baby, we gotta go.”
Larissa opened her eyes and turned a brilliant smile on Adam, ”Told you she'd be here to save us.”
”Guys, we gotta go,” I said needing to get them a safe distance before anyone noticed they were gone.
We went out through the door at the top of the stairs. I'd made a note to peek and make sure it led out since it was a lower level but surprisingly it looked like it was accessible without setting off any alarms. The cool night air washed over me, calming my nerves, as we emerged from the back of the house.
”Two guards inside watching through the upper windows Syn, one on the ground level but he is looking at a magazine.” Adam said going right into combat mode.
”Get closer, I'll throw up the s.h.i.+eld, Lari throw up a spell to s.h.i.+eld our presence, Adam, watch our a.s.ses.”
After we had everything up, we walked out onto the green gra.s.s and into the shrubbery only stopping to fortify Larissa's spell before we headed for the gate. As we got closer the metal bars slid open to allow several dark colored SUV's through.
”Get in the bushes!” I shouted, remembering Ryder had been able to see through my glamour a few days ago. We held our breath as the cars drove past and with the last one going through, we scrambled and made it through the gate before it had fully closed.
”Let's go, Adrian's waiting,” I said. When we had made it the mile and half on foot to the car Adrian was waiting in, I froze with my hand on the cars door handle. Hounds howled furiously. His hounds.
I turned to look back the way we'd come, sparing one last look at the dim lights in the distance before I opened the door and jumped in. I had to stop Ryder before he put us into a war we would never recover from.
Thirty Two
We sat in an abandoned warehouse, it wasn't ideal but it was an indication that we were officially at the top of the Fae's persona non grata list. I paced, burning a hole into the concrete floor. Adrian sat watching me, he'd explained how the Demon had called and told him to be waiting for us.
”So let me get this straight, the Guild did attack the Fae?” I stopped pacing long enough to level Adam with a glare.