Page 33 of Lost Girl

I hate to see others hurting, in any form.

“Let’s get you back, shall we?” Hook asks suddenly, dropping his stare upon me.

Thump.

Thump.

Thump.

“W-where?” I stammer.

“I can situate you in a room, if you’d like. Should be more comfortable than stone and concrete while I find a way to get you home.”

If you could only understand how badly I want to believe him.The man couldn’t look or sound more sincere should he try.

But I don’t trust him. I can’t. Vampires have made the last however many days of my life—I’ve lost count—the worst ever.

Worse than the day mum walked out on us and left me behind.

Worse still than when I lost Granddad, and Papa.

No amount of time will erase what I’ve had to endure. Sure, it’s hardly nothing in comparison to what some people suffer through when abducted, but trauma emerges as a different beast for everyone.

“The dungeon is fine,” I whisper, idly thinking how ironic it is that I’m fully and openly instilling my trust in another supernatural being.And I know even less about him.“I don’t need another reason to provoke her.”

“I’ll ensure it doesn’t. Probably should have seen to it sooner, if I’m being honest.”

And whatever you do, do not let them take you upstairs. If they get you out of this room, I won’t be able to get to you.

“It’s fine, really,” I all but rush to say it as Tavi’s voice rings out in my mind again. “Should you convince her to let me go home, where I am in your home won’t make a difference. The more level-headed we can keep her, the better my chances should be, right?”

“Yes, perhaps so. I refuse to shackle you, though. She was meant to remove them anyway.”

“I’d actually really appreciate that. They really took a toll on my skin.” There isn’t a single mark on me, but I rub at my wrists, and it’s not for mock emphasis.

The ache is still quite deep.

Thankfully, Hook kept his word. We didn’t exchange much after that. He simply escorted me back to my hole in the ground, and went on about his evening. I have no doubts that door at the very top of the stairs is locked, but at least I’m not at the mercy of those chains anymore.

Should make Tavi’s job a hell of a lot easier.

If he actually comes back for me, that is.

?El encuentro - KUXTAL?

The plan is officially set.

I’m getting Wendy out of there in two short days, and it isn’t a matter ofcanI.

I am.

I have to, I gave her my word, and my word is everything. If nothing else, I’m a loyal bastard, always make good on my promises. Yeah, I know—I owe this girl absolutely nothing, but I can’t ignore the restless sense of duty driving through me.

And believe me, I’ve tried.

Freeing this girl is an instinctive call. I need to do it.

Do I alsowantto? Yes.

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