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Continuing to creep along, I check the dining room, living room, and formal sitting room, which I turned into a library. They’re all clear, too. No sign of anyone.

What the hell? Where is Hades?

I dash up the stairs and quickly check all the rooms, only to come up empty-handed. It isn’t until I’m headed back down that I hear the unmistakable whine of my baby that makes my heart stop and my stomach drop.

“Hades?!” I yell, sprinting the rest of the way toward the whine that keeps coming from the downstairs bathroom that’s just off of the kitchen.

I don’t think I’ve opened a door so fast in my life before I’m being tackled and licked by a freaked-out Hades.

“It’s okay baby. It’s okay,” I soothe. “Are you okay? Let Mama check you over.” I run my hands along his body, checking for any cuts or scrapes and coming up with nothing. Thank god. Someone would seriously find themselves fucked up if anything had happened to him.

Finally calming him down enough to let me up off the floor, I flip on the switch for the kitchen light.

I scream and freeze as I notice the spray-painted writing on the far back wall of the living room, which is still only drywall.

If you know what’s good for you bitch you will stop associating with the Devils. This is your only warning before you get what’s coming to you.

Oh my fucking god.

Is that a threat? Did I just get threatened? This is all too fucking much for me to deal with right now. I bring my hands to my head, wrapping in my hair as I start to pace.

Someone had just fucking broke in and vandalized my place.

Wait a minute, how did the alarm not go off?

Whipping my phone out of my pocket, I try to sign on to the cameras that Brock installed, only to find them offline.

“Please tell me this isn’t happening right now,” I say just as I hear a bike turn into my drive. I flip off the light before diving into the kitchen, grabbing the gun out of the kitchen drawer, making sure to stay out of the moonlight coming in through the window above the sink as I walk back through to the living room, trying to peek out the front window to see who it is.

I can’t see the bike well enough in the dark to recognize it. I really need to get the fucking floodlights fixed. Hades lets out a low growl, clearly on edge, just like me. I jump as I hear heavy footsteps coming up the back steps before they pound at my backdoor, yelling, “Open the fuck up, Evan! I’m about to spank your ass so hard for making me ride bitch on Scotch’s bike like some club pussy bitch.”

Holy fuck.

It’s Cain. A very pissed-off Cain.

And for some reason, I’m not even mad that he’s being a dick after the shit he pulled back at DD’s. All I can feel is relief. I can feel the tears coming from the adrenaline of fear that’s been coursing through me, starting to crash as I sprint toward the backdoor, unlocking and yanking it open in record speed.

“You bet—” Cain starts to growl before I cut him off by throwing my arms around him, shoving my face in his neck, tears freely flowing now.

“What the fuck, hellcat?” Cain asks, instantly wrapping his arms tightly around me. It isn’t until I feel the security of his arms that I realize how bad I’m shaking. “Talk to me.”

“What the hell, Ev?” I hear Zeke coming up behind Cain, concern clear in his voice.

I look up, and his face instantly turns to anger at the sight of my tears. “Tell me who the fuck I’m killing,” he says before walking past us into the house. “What the fuck, Evan?!”

Cain pulls back slightly, leaving his arms still around me as he shoots a questioning look my way before dragging me inside to see what has Zeke freaking out.

Oh shit.

Maybe I should have been the one to tell them.

Chapter Twenty-One

CAIN

“If you know what’s good for you bitch, you will stop associating with the Dirty Devils. This is your only warning before you get what’s coming to you.” I read aloud the words spray-painted on Evan’s living room wall. “What the fuck?” I turn towards a still-shaking Evan, who is standing back and off to the side.

“Start talking now,” Scotch and I growl at the same time.