Page 43 of Our Little Monster
Happy and alive. I held on to those memories as I slowly but carefully climbed onto my bike and headed back to my motel.
13
Serina
Ithoughttakingalong, hot shower would help ease my tense muscles and pain, but it only made me feel more light-headed and queasy after the drive back to my motel room.
I turned off the shower head and let the water run from the big faucet into the tub. I sat down, gripping onto each side of the tub, my arms almost trembling because of the little strength I was using to guide my body down.
I didn’t know how I was going to make it to the Davorin house. Bastian did say he saved their numbers into my phone, but I didn’t want to call them. I didn’twantto need help.
It was hard for me to let my walls down enough to ask anyone for help, let alone Vampires who I didn’t trust.
Even those closest to me, I had a hard time reaching out to.
I lay in the tub for what felt like forever until the water was too cold. I breathed through the ache and stepped out of the tub, then wrapped myself in a white fluffy towel, tying it around my breasts.
I walked out of the bathroom and stilled when I looked up. A message was written on the glass in the leftover condensation.
Run, Serina.
Fuck, did they know who I truly was? Had word finally spread that Serina Velika was alive and well? Or was this Bastian, Nox, and Thorne playing a trick on me because I didn’t play house with them?
A knock sounded on the door, and I grabbed my gun, checking the mag for wooden bullets before I gently clicked it back into place.
I walked over to the door and looked through the peep hole to see Bastian standing there. I released a breath of… relief? Why would I be relieved? He was the one who probably put the message on the mirror in the first place.
I opened the door and he eyed me, waiting for an invitation I wouldn’t give before he barged into the room.
Hotels were open invitations to the public, so he could simply walk right in the entire time, but he still tried to give me the option, making it seem like I had a choice about him coming in. I didn’t.
“Is this some kind of joke to you?” he questioned, turning to face me as I closed the door.
“No, I should be able to stay wherever I want. Is this some kind of joke toyou?” I fired back. He gave me a puzzled look, and I lifted my arm pointing to the mirror.
He turned to see the message on it, going suddenly still, the type of animalistic stillness that let me know what lurked beneath his skin.
“Serina… I didn’t leave a message on your mirror,” he said, and I scoffed.
“Yeah, sure, just like you didn’t let me almost die to ensure I made a deal with you.” I moved to sit on the bed, my brow furrowed in pain.
Bastian glanced over to me before walking over to the door to ensure it was locked. He made his way over to the mini fridge and grabbed a water before kneeling in front of me. He pulled the bottle of pain meds from his pocket, giving me two of them in my palm while handing me the water.
“Take these. You should have gotten them a few hours ago,” he chided, glancing back over his shoulder to the mirror. “Is that the only time that's happened?” he asked, and I shook my head, noting the concern and confusion laced over his features…
He really wasn’t the one that had done it.
He fixed me with a determined expression. “You are coming back to the house with me, and if you fight me on it, I'll throw you over my shoulder, haul you there, and lock you in my room until we get more answers.”
I stood, masking any pain I had. “No,” I argued, crossing my arms over my chest, my breasts bulging in the towel. His eyes dipped before he met my gaze again, fire in his stare.
He moved, quicker than I anticipated, and pinned me to the wall. His knee pushed between my thighs, pinning my arms next to me.
“It wasn’t a suggestion; you will stay until you are healed,” he growled next to the shell of my ear, making tingles skate down my spine. My side pulsed in pain with the beat of my heart, but my pussy throbbed for an entirely different reason.
Fuck, Sam had been right, it had been far too long.
My head went dizzy when he backed away from me, and I almost slid down the wall from how weak I was.
