Family. I swallow down the heavy guilt of what that word has now come to mean to me. Alana was my family, but she suffered because of it. My mother finding the same fate before her.
Sometimes family means more than just being there for one another, it means sacrificing for those you love.
If I don’t let them go, they will also succumb to a fate similar to my mother and Alana. I can’t let that happen.
Even if they don’t realise it, even if they think of me as selfish, I will look after them.
Kai releases a harsh breath, handing me the dark strands.
I go to take it from him when he flashes forward, lining every delicious hard angle of his body up to mine, setting me alight once more.
“I can live on your scent alone.” He runs his nose along my neck, sending warm tingles down my back and straight to my core. Tilting my head to the side, I can feel his warm breath curl around my ear, a deep growl vibrating straight to between my thighs as his rumbling deep voice speaks.
“Get used to having us around, Kiarra.” Placing the strands of hair in my hand, he gives my neck a soft kiss, making me shiver.
Pulling back, the smirk he’s wearing is wicked, knowing exactly what he’s doing to me.
“I’m not letting go, not ever.”
With one last soft kiss, he leaves, taking a piece of my heart with him.
CHAPTER 22
After a long cold shower, my mind is clearer, turning my focus to the last part of my plan.
Breaking Alana out.
King was still away until tomorrow and even with the hotel on lock-down, I still knew my way around and how to go unnoticed. Not that the lockdown meant anything to me. I was permanently caged between these walls.
At least until tonight.
Then I would have a few hours before the spell wore off, and I’d have to return to this hellhole. Maybe I would have time to visit the small lake that I can see from my windows.
There were three parts to the plan. One was to ensure both Alana and I could leave the hotel. Once we are safely out of the building, Jazmyn is to meet us at the docks to perform the second part of the spell. This will temporarily bend the hold the tag has, enabling Alana and now Luna to leave the city borders without dying a horrific death. Jazmyn’s sister will wait nearby to finish the rest of it, ensuring the tag is completely removed.
The spell that helps Alana and I to leave the building is also a main part of how I am breaking her out.
If Kaladar went out of his way to not only lock down the building but the surrounding city as well, I can only imagine his temper when he realises me, and Luna are missing.
I smile to myself, thinking about him blowing a fuse, wishing it would turn inward and destroy his rotten soul along with it.
The guys have figured a way to get Luna past security and out of the hotel unnoticed. Turns out the fae hound took a liking to its newfound freedom and Jax, escaping its owner every chance he got to go to him. Using his added chaos, Jax is confident he can get his new friend to distract most of the security to sneak her out taking one less worry off my hands.
Packing everything I need, I throw on some dark clothes and make my way to the nearest vent. Climbing up into it, I find my stash of vials from Jazmyn and head through the tight tunnel shafts to my intended target. I need to get close enough to the room they keep Alana in.
Planning this out was a bitch, as King had to be away for it to work. I would never have got this far with him here. He always seems to know when I’m attempting something.
Not only that, but I also had to make sure this coincided with one of our usual visiting days.
King moves Alana around after our visits. He never keeps her in one place long enough for me to find her and get her out. That’s why it could only happen tonight.
Planning the long game was my only option.
Crawling through the vent, I come to the hall that has Alana. Viewing through the holes in the vent, I watch as half a dozen of Kaladar’s guards line the outside of the room.
Of course, he knows about my visits with Alana. He probably thinks this is how he’s going to catch me.
Too bad for him. He’s going to be sorely disappointed. He doesn’t know how I always assume the worst, planning for it too.