Page 4 of Blood and Ruin: The Complete Series

Leaning down, I push her shoulder gently, trying to wake her.

“Mom… Mom! Please wake up! Please…”

“There you are…”

King’s cruel face comes into view. His men grab me once again.

A hard whack comes from the side, knocking me to the ground, just as darkness greets me…

Time flows back into itself, creating the infinite loop once again.

I jolt awake, my heart restarting like an electric shock. Gasping, I open my sticky eyes, now covered in hard blood.

I shake off the last fragments of an old memory and glance around. Where was I?

The room. But I was alone. I release a harsh breath. He’s gone.

At least, until next time.

What day was it?

King’s little serum slowed down my ability, making it work at a crawling pace. I was nearly healed, so it had to have been at least a couple of days since I passed out, considering the amount of damage I had taken.

Testing my body, I stand up on shaky legs.

Covering what I can of my destroyed and bloodied clothes, I stumble out of the room; the guards ignore me as I make my way past them.

Most of King’s men are just like him, cruel and vile. The older guards have been around longer than my six years here and are well aware of King’s littlesessionswith me. It’s no secret to any of them, nor do they care. Some even like to join in when King allows them.

Moving faster as my body regains strength, I ignore the sneers from King’s associates and turn into the service hall.

Those that live in the ostentatious hotel, do so because of King. With its extravagance and colossal height, it’s become known as King’s Tower.

The place to be if you are powerful enough to impress King. He allows them the position of power but likes to keep them under his watchful eye, so they don’t step out of line.

Power is everything to King. He would do anything for it, even bargain with the devil for it.

Usually, most supes would steer clear of me, knowing my association with King. They either think I will get them killed or realise how little King cares for me and try to see how far they can push me.

Not that I care. I usually give them a wide berth.

Most of the supes that live here are not the kind to make friends with—vampires, warlocks, demons, shifters, and even corrupt and powerful humans, all live or spend time in King’s Tower or the club below it,Prestige.

And I have to live here with them. Permanently.

Or at least until I finish getting what I need to break the damn tracing spell King has on me and Alana.

King has everyone magically tagged in the city. No one enters or leaves without his knowledge. But he created a special tag just for me on top of the one everyone else has.

I can’t leave King’s Tower.

Ever.

I tried once and paid for it for weeks. After that, I learned my lesson, knowing I wouldn’t make it out of here without one hell of a plan.

One I now had set in motion. I just needed to stay focused.

Glancing around, I open the small side vent and quickly move aside my stash of small potions and food to pull out some clothes and throw them on.

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