Page 81 of Sleeping Redemption
In the background, I heard Sylas shouting his stern two cents for me to stop dicking around.
“On my way,” I responded swiftly and ended the call without further ado.
I reached out for my cane, and it snapped into my grasp from its position next to the chair like a magnet to my palm. I spun between my fingers until it vanished into the ether.
Stuffing my phone into my pocket, I looked at my wurdulac associate. “I’m afraid I have to cut this short. If your loyal eyes and ears come across anything more, let me know right away.”
“I won’t hesitate a breath, my friend, so long as you uphold your end of our deal,” he warned.
If Admir wanted a handful of my tricks to relive his glory days, I would blast them on repeat for him for eternity if I had to. Keeping Kinley safe was the only thing that mattered.
After tappinginto my connection with my beautifully turbulent fallen angel, I returned to the home I shared with her. My ability to pinpoint her precise location worked perhaps a little too well as I found myself about to be struck with an umbrella.
My eyes widened in surprise. “Aye, love!”
I wasn’t the only one caught off guard; Kinley’s wild eyes also mirrored my shock. There was a brief moment of hesitation as the umbrella wavered above her head.
There was a misguided notion of hope when she lowered it so that it was no longer being wielded threateningly. That was until she swung it like a golf club, and it rang the bell between my legs.
Instant. Fucking. Death. Or at least it felt like it.
Dropping to my knees, I cradled my sensitive jelly pouch that had just been brutally assaulted by raingear. The sound of the void itself came out of my mouth as my eyes crossed.
Somewhere in the room with me, I was acutely aware of Sy and Atlas from their own pained gasps from merely witnessing the blitzing on my balls.
I love this woman. I love this woman. I love this woman.
It was the only thought I could bear over the roaring of my intense agony. Demonic family jewels may be sturdier than the average human, but they weren’t made of brick either.
Barely managing a look at her, Kinley dropped the weapon in the form of an umbrella and covered her ears with her hands.
“Shut up! Shut up! You filthy little flowers! Nobody asked you!” She shouted her demands at someone or something while her eyes squeezed shut.
With a groan and a stumble, I managed to get onto my feet. Both of the other guys took pity on me and assisted by each grabbing an arm. The fact that I had Sy’s pity was telling in and of itself.
My hand cupped myself at the crotch of my jeans, reassuring my balls that everything would be okay—I hoped.
Swallowing hard, I looked around the room. It looked like how my balls felt.
“What in the bloody hell happened here?” I asked the obvious question.
It was Sy who offered up an explanation. “We aren’t entirely sure, but we’re going with the obvious culprit of choice.”
Nico, the fucking leaping lizard I’d like to stomp with my boot.
Atlas added, “The front door was left open. The only thing I could ascertain is that the asshole got his hands on a key during one of his possessions.”
A growl formed deep in my chest. This place was no longer the safe haven we thought it was, and that pissed me off on our girl’s saner behalf.
My eyes followed Kinley’s pacing figure as she continued to speak in tongues and clamp her hands down over her ears.
“She won’t listen to reason,” Sy whispered to me as though he was concerned her mind’s demented voices would hear him. “I can’t even get close enough to her to try and calm her down.”
Never taking my eyes off of Kinley, I knew exactly what needed to be done here.
“We need to get her out of here. I have a place, a plan, and sandwiches.”
I could hear the skepticism in Atlas’s voice as he spoke. “I don’t think she’s going to go anywhere with us willingly.”
