Page 74 of Sinister Hearts
“Ew.” She walked off in pure disgust. “I’ll be out here waiting with my weapons.” She waved her hands dramatically.
“Chill, spirit fingers,” Creed responded, spinning his dagger into his boot.
“Jax, what happens if you get caught hunting in duskwalker territory?” I questioned, swallowing my thick saliva.
“It would end the treaty between our realms that’s been upheld for hundreds of years. And it would cause a bloody war lasting for centuries, like the last.”
Jax noticed the fear glaze over my eyes and strode over to me.
“Hey.” He kissed me softly. “One battle at a time, my little witch.”
He was right, one battle at a time. I kissed his tender lips, his beard and mustache tickling my nose, the scent of him was giving me comfort. I wished we could be cuddled up like every other couple, watching scary movies and eating popcorn. I knew that life was now a distant memory. Here we were, about to embark on a dangerous journey to save my cousin, and start a war among demons, no big deal.
“You riding with us, ladies?” Creed asked while putting on his bike helmet and sitting on his Harley.
“No, I have other transportation.” I saddled up Stevie as he bucked, already knowing what was in store.
“Oh, hell yeah.” Rocky saddled up next to me on Holiday.
The Grimwood brothers’ bikes roared and their shadows came to life. They slithered around and above their bikes, fierce and protective. The most scary, beautifully devastating sight I had ever seen. Hell on wheels. The Grims laughed in wicked unison, knowing the hunt for a soul was near.
Hell and earth rumbled beneath our feet as we pulled up half a mile to the abandoned industrial building. “You stay here.” I grabbed on to Faye’s wrists and cuffed them tight, knowing I would never hear the end of this. The betrayal was written across her pretty little face, cutting me deep.
“What the fuck, Jax!” She was furious, and she had every right to be, but she would have to get over it. Nobody would be touching a hair on my littleljos.
“I said you could come, I never said you could be involved. I told you, Faye, I won’t see you hurt.” I lifted Faye’s five-foot-three frame over my broad shoulder like a child while she kicked and screamed. She was no match for my physical strength. I silently prayed to Odin, hoping she wouldn’t turn me into a toad or some bullshit later.
“You fucking bastard!” Faye shouted, trying to pound my back with her cuffed wrists as hard as she could, not even making a bruise across my Reaper flesh.
“We almost lost Birdie, and I’m not going to lose you!” I connected the cuffs, securing her to my Harley.
“You are not leaving me here, you fucker. I should have known. Gods dammit, Grimwood!” Faye tried to find a way out of her cuffs, causing the bike to nearly tip over. Raquel snickered.
“You really expect my prima to stay here chained up to this bike?” Lava seeped out of every word as they spewed from her mouth.
“Yes, I do, Rocky, because your cousin has this peculiar hobby called not listening.” I walked away from Raquel, already at peace with my decision.Please don’t turn me into a toad later.
“Listen, you Reaper shit-stain, you don’t bark orders at me!” Rocky flashed her black eyes at me like it would do something. I smirked at her in amusement.
“Calm down, vicious, he’s only trying to protect her.” Creed mistakenly intervened.
“The only person who’s going to need protection is you once she sees herself out of those cuffs, and I’ll be right there to witness your demise,” Rocky rebutted.
Creed and Rocky stood off before one another, challenging each other with liquid lava hate.
Creed’s skeletal Reaper transcended from his dark shadows. “Are you challenging me, witch?” Creed growled, accepting the challenge.
“The fight would have to be fair for it to be a challenge, Reaper.” Rocky sucked her teeth in annoyance and twirled her black onyx eyes.
“There will be no fighting between spell binders and Grims today,” I interjected, coming between Creed and Rocky. “Remember why we’re here, brother.” I tapped my brother’s face lightly, giving him a look that said, “I’m not having any of this rivalry today.”
“Are we done fighting, love birds, or can we go reap some fucking souls?” Ryker mocked them both.
“He’s right,” Faye agreed, looking at Rocky and giving her a nod as if telling her to back off. “Our prima is in there. We need to get her and the others to safety.” Faye blew her long bangs out of her left eye. “So everyone just shut the fuck up and do what we came here to do.” She breathed heavy, cuffed to my Harley, looking defeated. My insides recoiled, knowing I would have to make up for this later. I was also possibly a little terrified. Truthfully, could I blame her?
“Yes, ma’am,” Creed concurred, strapping his daggers to his leather boot.
“I know you’re infuriated with me, Faye, but you’ll thank me after everyone is safe.”
