Page 101 of Savage Blood
“He’s attempting to produce Soulvation even though he has no access to the Infernal Sol to balance the formula,” Wrath answered. “The whole thing is a waste.”
Logan pouted. “It’s not a waste. And now that Ruin is back, he can help.”
The other high demon’s lips thinned. “My brother should be dead. If it weren’t for his bond with Roxie, he would be.”
Before coming to the club, I’d stopped by the lab to visit Ruin. He assured me Hawk was fine. Roman had healed him, and, according to Roxie, my best friend was safely locked in his room. She checked on him as often as possible and made sure he had food.
“Don’t worry, beautiful,” Ruin had said with that charming smile. “My little Renfield is very good at keeping Barric distracted from Hawk.”
My stomach churned. I didn’t even want to imagine what Roxie did to distract my father.
“My always clever brother knew what he was doing when he formed a bond with Roxie,” Wrath said, flicking a lock of hair out of his face while he grabbed another crayon. “Adding Hawk’s life into the mix gave him even more security.”
“But demon bonds aren’t taken lightly.” A line formed between Logan’s eyebrows. “As much as Ruin believes he’s in control of everything, the bond can develop and transform into something more intimate. It will most likely draw the two of them together.”
My hand stopped moving across the page as I lifted my other one to the tattoo on my neck. “Do you think that’s what happened with Fane and me? Heishalf demon. Did he unconsciously create a demon bond between us when he bit me?”
Wrath reached for his vibrant blue cocktail and sipped it. “It’s not that simple. Maybe Fane being half demon and you having the Infernal Sol allowed a bond to form, but it’s way more intense and powerful than anything a demon can create on their own.”
“Astral projection like you two are capable of is notsomething usually found in demon bonds,” Logan added. “Neither is the ability to take each other’s pain.”
“Plus, demon bonds can be broken.” Wrath wiggled his long, tattooed fingers over the box of crayons as he searched for a specific color. “You and Fane are stuck together forever.”
I hoped he was right.
“Where’s your shadow tonight, by the way?” Logan sipped his fuchsia drink and smacked his lips. “Yummy.”
“Fane’s been keeping his distance since his near-death battle with Saint in Mohan Wilds.” I peered through the crowd, almost expecting to find him lurking around. The separation anxiety wasn’t currently burning through my veins, so he could be nearby.
“He meant your other one. Saint.” Wrath frowned around the shifter’s name. “He barely leaves you alone.”
Logan elbowed him. “He’s trying to heal her. Being around each other is a necessity.”
Wrath scowled. “Yeah, well, I think he likes hanging around Tate a little too much. She already has a mate. She doesn’t need another.”
I rubbed my temples to ease the sudden tension in my head and sighed. “Saint’s just trying to help.”
“I don’t like the way he looks at you,” Wrath muttered.
The crowd parted, and Kourtney rushed over, clad in a curve-hugging pink dress that made her tan complexion glow. “Come dance with us.”
Logan nudged my foot under the table. “Go on. You can brood over your life tomorrow.”
Wrath grinned and plucked the crayon right out of my hand. “I’ll save your picture for later.”
“Fine.” I downed the rest of my drink and took Kourtney’s hand. “Just one song.”
Kourtney snorted. “One song, my ass. You’re dancing until the lights come on.”
Alicia and Charla grinned when they saw Kourtney towing me toward them. As another song started, we gathered and danced.
And danced.
And danced.
I lost myself in the music, the beat thumping against my chest and drowning out my worrisome thoughts. Many songs later, a fine sheen of sweat coated me, and my legs trembled, but I felt lighter than I had in weeks.
No cravings for the Infernal Sol poured through my veins, and I wasn’t agonizing over the situation with Saint and Fane. Fear of my slow, torturous death from the poisonous shard of stone eating away at me disintegrated. My worry for Hawk remained, but it was muted.
