Page 57 of Savage Hunt

“That must have been a very powerful glamour.” Nadia scrutinized Wrath as she absentmindedly twisted a lock of copper hair around her finger. “You couldn’t have constructed that on your own. You needed a witch.”

Wrath casually lifted one shoulder. “That’s not important right now.” His blue stare pierced his brother’s as he smirked. “Long time no see, Ruin.”

The demon lord licked his nearly white lips. “How long have you been masquerading as the warden of Heldrok? What happened to the real Demarcus?”

Wrath’s loud laughter bounced through the atrium, making me wince. “There is no real Demarcus.” He spread his arms wide. “This is my new identity.”

A threatening growl vibrated Fane’s body. “You allowed my mother to be tortured?”

“I was pissed, Mav. You’re the one who brought Ruin to my doorstep so he could slaughter me.”

Fane’s eyes narrowed. “He paid me to find you. That’s what I do. It’s not my fault he wanted to kill you.” He flicked his hand toward him. “Clearly, you survived.”

The humor vanished from Wrath’s expression as shadows darkened the hollows beneath his sharp cheekbones. “Barely.”

“I didn’t try to kill you. And I didn’t want you to die, Wrath.” Ruin dragged his trembling hand over his mouth. “After what you did, what was I supposed to do?”

He rested his hand on his chest. “What I did?”

“I should kill you myself for allowing Tate and my mother to be hurt in this place.” Fane stepped toward Ruin’s twin, but I shoved my arm in front of him.

Wrath scoffed. “I’m letting you go now, aren’t I? I could keep you here and allow Venna to continue her torture.”

“We don’t have time for this.” I stroked Fane’s back, attempting to calm him. “We need to get out of here.”

Nik, the head of Ruin’s security team, put himself between the demon twins. Without his glamour, his bronze complexion and the glossy spikes running down his arms and across his head gleamed in the light. “Tate’s correct. Unless the warden plans to officially release Fane and Tate.”

“I can’t.” Wrath rolled his shoulders. “This is all I can offer.”

Ruin took a deep, shaky breath as he paced a few feet away, his skin paler than usual. “Why would you help them?”

He’d never look so freaked out.

Wrath’s lips twitched, threatening a smile as he enjoyed Ruin’s discomfort. “Despite what everyone thinks, I’m not the bad twin.”

That had Ruin’s steps halting, his spine snapping straight. “Oh really? You’re the sinister warden of Heldrok. You’re the one who enjoys torturing creatures.”

“And what about you, brother? What do you enjoy?”

I rubbed my temples as an invisible pulse pounded on my skull. “Are we getting out of here, or will you two argue for the next hour?”

The fury melted from Wrath as he chuckled. “I can see why you like her so much, Fane. I’m sure my brother tried his best to steal her.”

Ruin stepped forward, his nostrils flaring. “Why don’t we settle our differences right now, brother?”

“Enough!” Logan showed his palms like he was washing his hands of this whole situation. “I’m leaving, and I suggest all of you follow me.”

“Don’t go east,” Wrath said. “Guards use those passages. Go west and then take the tunnel with a star carved above the doorway.”

Logan chewed on his bottom lip as he studied the warden. “You can’t come with us?”

As he shook his head, a flash of sadness streaked his azure irises. “I can’t leave. Heldrok has to have a warden.”

Fane grabbed my hand and towed me toward the secret door. “Let’s go.”

“If the guards find you, I won’t be able to stop them from bringing you back,” Wrath warned. “If they know I helped you escape, I could become a prisoner myself.”

“We’ll be careful.” Fane’s attention fell on me as he pulled me through the murky passageway. “I’m not letting anyone drag you back into this hell.”

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