Page 24 of Huntress and the Splintered Court
“Please don’t hurt me,” I begged, or attempted it. I tried forcing tears, but I was too damn pissed. Who the fuck were these guys? How had they managed to get to Gideon’s office and to the elevator? How had they even known where it was? It wasn’t common knowledge.
“Hey Adrian,” the other spoke hesitantly. “I think she is the huntress bitch.” He stared hard at my face. I quivered my lip trying to deceive them. Would a huntress beg and show fear? If they thought so, then they were idiots. Fingers crossed that they weren’t and bought my act.
Adrian too lost in his lust, which was evidently protruding from his pants, barely heard him. “Of course she’s not. A huntress would never bed a werewolf.” His hand trailed up my side and the shiver of revulsion was real.
“I’m telling you, Adrian she looks just like the picture the hunter showed us and if she is and you do something…”
Adrian grumbled. “Fine, then go downstairs and check her room. If she’s there, then this one is mine.” The other vampire hesitated. “I’m not going to fuck her while you’re gone.” The vampire lingered for a moment, but his fear of Adrian won and he headed towards the door.
“Please don’t leave me with him,” I cried out. “Please. I haven’t done anything. Please.” But he left. Good. I’d have an easier time taking on one instead of two.
“I may have said that I wouldn’t fuck you but I said nothing about having a taste.” His hand cupped my ass as his mouth moved towards mine. Change of plans. I reared back slamming my head into his hard enough that it dazed me. “You little bitch.” He released me before slapping me hard across the face. I tumbled onto the bed. My hand immediately darted under the pillow. When he gripped my arms and flipped me onto my back.
Adrian was too into causing me damage that he didn’t see the glint of the blade as I stabbed it into his neck. The injury wouldn’t kill him, but it’d weaken him. Twisting the knife, I ripped it out. Blood poured onto me. It wasn’t fast or warm like it would have been for a human or even a werewolf. It was like cold sludge falling against my skin.
He roared, rearing back to bite me. Blood was needed to help him heal. He might have succeeded but the momentum he tried to gain cost him. It created enough space that I was able to slip the blade between us causing him to impale himself on it when he went for my neck.
With a grunt the blade hit his heart. He wasn’t dead…yet. The way the blade entered made it hard for me to cause the damage I needed to kill him. The vampire went stock-still. It was a self-preservation mode that all vampires had when they were close to death. The slightest movement could end him so he would freeze until the blade was removed allowing him to heal.
I shoved him off of me. Patting him down, I found a pocketknife. It was small but it would do, not without making him suffer first. I snorted in amusement. “You know you really should have listened to your friend. Threatening to rape a huntress was probably the dumbest thing you’ve ever done.” His eyes went wide. They were the only part of him that he could move. “That’s right. I’mthathuntress. Now,” I flicked open his blade. “This will hurt. I’d say stay still, but…”
When I was finished with my task and the vampire was truly dead, I stood in the shadows. I wiped up the best I could before quickly slipping into a shirt and shorts, so I was no longer naked. Fighting was just easier with clothes.
The door opened and I waited for the right moment. The vampire wasn’t exactly quiet and I wondered why he didn’t even try.
“Adrian you are going to owe me so much for stopping you. Her room was completely empty. Either he lied to us which room was hers or…” His voice trailed off. “Adrian?” he asked seeing his buddy dead on the floor. I had to remove his heart, which had been a sickening experience, one I hoped to erase from my mind. I’d suffer through it again if it meant not feeling that monster’s hands on me.
“Adrian’s dead.” Coming up from behind, I sunk my blade into his back stopping just shy of his heart. I didn’t want him slipping into his self-preservation mode when I needed answers. “You and I are going to have a little chat.” When he tried to reach for me, I pressed a little on the knife. “No, no, no. I wouldn’t do that if I were you. You don’t want to end up like your friend.”
“You killed him.”
“I did, but he did try raping me the moment you left, so,” I shrugged. “You’re going to tell me what I want and I’ll kill you quickly. Hell, maybe you’ll even talk long enough that you might be rescued, but if you don’t, I’ll have to kill you like your friend there. What’s it going to be?”
He stared at Adrian's mangled body. His shoulders sagged. “What do you want to know?”
“The hunter who showed you my picture, his name?”
“I don’t know his name. Blonde, good looking guy, a little too on the pretty side if you ask me.” Reed. It had to be.
“What was the plan?”
“He wants the huntress, you, at any means necessary. The attack was just to distract the werewolves while a small group snuck in.” The thought of an attack had me worrying for Gideon and the other members of the house, but I had to trust Gideon to handle things.
“Why are you here in the Alpha’s room? You didn’t know I was here.”
“No. The bastard didn’t tell us you’d be here. We thought you were downstairs, obviously, or we’d have adjusted our plan.”
“Which was?”
“To kill the Alpha or incapacitate him, then grab you.” I wanted to tell them how stupid their plan was. If I’d defeated them then no way were they a match for Gideon.
“The bastard you mentioned, who is he?”
“The wolf who let us in? I can’t believe the asshole let us think you were downstairs. He’s a werewolf! He had to have smelled the Alpha on you. Hell, I’m a vampire and I can.” It seemed Gideon’s gag order worked better than I thought. The traitor hadn’t been able to reveal what I was to Gideon since the vampires weren’t pack.
“Who is he?” I pressed on the knife. But he laughed. “What’s funny?”
“Just that the Alpha must be a real fool. He allows a huntress into his bed while one of those closest to him betrays him. He is not fit to rule.”
