It was hard for me. This life. All I really wanted to do was tear Sully and his posse to shreds. Getting myself talked down daily was becoming a chore I was tired of participating in. But I’d promised. I guessed. Or maybe it was an unspoken promise because maybe I felt a little. . . I didn’t know.
Unhinged?
No, that wasn’t it.I mean, it was, but not in this instance.Responsible? Yes.That was a better word for it. I was responsible for her. For my forever girl. My firefly. If she only knew. . .
I raked my fingers through my mess of hair, glad it was me doing today’s schedule of events. I’d been away far too long it seemed. But even crazy men needed a day off. In my case, it just meant I was taking my frustrations out elsewhere.
I grinned at the memory.
Blood.
Fuck, so much blood. The money was good though, so I shouldn’t complain. And I wasn’t. I was reveling in it. If the skies could rain blood for me, it would be perfect. Mostly. I did like sunshine on occasion. I had to prove to the watchers yellow really was my color.
Just go.
Shut up. I’m going.
Fuck. Cut me some slack.
I let out a breath and shook out the tension from my body, preparing for the mess I knew I was going to get into.
This was by my own doing. Me and my sweet side, trying to save someone by killing them.
My poor forever girl.
Fuck, I missed her.
I’d be near her soon, and then we’d play.
We’d play until she screamed my name for me.
I wanted to hear her say it.
Asylum.
Not Church. Not Seth.
I wanted it more than my next breath. Something had washed over me in the night it seemed. I was prepared to go to war for this girl. I had been before, but there was more here. Her eyes. Her lips. The way the light cast around her beauty as I saw her in my mind’s eye.
Awake.
She was awake and back.
And fucking mine.
Ours.
Fine. Ours.
I smiled as I reached for the door handle.
But today she’s mine.
SIRENA
Ifelt him before he came into the room. Making sure to keep my eyes focused ahead of me, I exhaled.
As far as Sully knew, I was still locked away in my mind with no hopes of a return.