Page 284 of Flirting with Darkness

He twisted his tongue in his mouth, tapping the piercing against his teeth as he considered how to answer that question.

Dex had made sure every sign of those four wolves had disappeared from the universe—like they’d never existed.

Nova seemed to have disappeared as well.

There was no scent for him to follow to hunt her down, and he hadn’t seen hide nor hair of her for days. It was as if she’d been nothing more than a fever dream, except her number was in his phone.

She hadn’t called or texted, and neither had he.

Dex knew it was safer for her if he left her alone. The last thing she needed was someone like him in her life.

He just couldn’t stop thinking about her though and it was starting to piss him off.

“I’m fine, just doing the usual.” Dex shrugged like it was no big deal, but sometimes his life was boring as hell. “Businesses are running smoothly. There haven’t been any issues along the borders.”

“Good.” The demon poured a small glass of scotch and swirled it around. “Keep an eye on our newly acquired territory for the next few weeks. We want to be careful about our movements. Anything too drastic will start to garner the wrong kind of attention.”

“No worries, boss. I got you.” Dex smirked again and slid his hands in his pockets. “You got the address?”

“It’ll be in your email before you leave the building.” Agmos took a sip and smiled at him over the glass, eyes blazing with hellfire. “Make me proud, son.”

Dex nodded and left his office, already feeling his fingers twitching for the violence he craved every second of every day.

He didn’t know what was worse – knowing it came from his angel side, or that it amplified his impulse control issues and cravings for chaos on his demon side. Dex had problems with controlling the rage and wrath that were constantly at war within him.

Taking the stairs, he went on autopilot. He had everything he needed to make this job happen. It would be simple enough, and then he could chill along the border and people-watch.

Maybe he would see her again.

Fuckingfuck.

Dex slammed the door open and it nearly busted off its hinges. He stopped, breathing hard as he tried to cool down the wrath. Closing his eyes, he focused on his heartbeat and counted backward from a hundred.

His shoulders ached and he stretched his neck again. It had been too long since the last time. He’d have to release them soon.

Sounds started to filter in again and Dex took a deep breath, cooling the fury that lived in his veins. When he was sure the hellfire and wrath were gone from his eyes, he opened them to see the security guard staring at him.

“Boo.”

The guard jumped and Dex rolled his eyes.

It was so fucking boring how terrified everyone was of him.

Everyone except her.

Fuck.

Dex went through the front doors of the office building and headed for his motorcycle. It was parked illegally but no one ever dared tell him off about it. He grabbed his helmet and slapped it on.

He needed to get her out of his damn head.

It didn’t help that every time he closed his eyes, all he could see were her lips and eyes framed by those soft curls.

Swinging his leg over the bike, he checked his guns to make sure they were secure. With everything in place, he kickstarted the bike and let the roar settle into his bones. He pulled out his phone and studied the name and face that went along with the address.

A list of family and friends was under the main photo, and Dex sneered at the human. They were so easy to be bought. Agmos rarely needed him for this shit anymore. Thanks to his reputation, he was used more as a terrifying guard dog these days than anything.

Dex turned the bike, letting the tire squeal before taking off.

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