Page 97 of Cursed to Be Mine
“The stone’s in my jeans,” he says as he reaches up and rips out a few strands of hair. After retrieving the green alexandrite, I take the DNA from him. With it entwined in the stone, I start to mold.
He shifts back into his original self, grinding his teeth hard enough to hear as his magic flays the six inches off his back. It doesn’t get deposited back into his locker – the payment owed.
As he stretches his arms above his head, I finish off the final few touches of the stone doll.
Conjuring a scalpel from my shadow, I carve a message into its stomach.
Return tonight, and we will grant mercy.
I don’t bother writing what will happen if he doesn’t. He knows us well enough to know.
Dropping the stone into my shadow, I head for my girl. I’ve waited fucking long enough.
Thirty
HER
I can’t explain it, but I canfeelwhen Khalid enters the house, my chest becoming tighter with frustration and lighter with a giddiness I don’t want to feel. Breaths linger in my throat, held with the tension of a pin poised to be dropped onto an avalanche of destruction.
My eyes flick to the door, and I take a step towards it, pulled by a force I don’t understand. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth, and I move it around as I try to rid myself of the nerves gripping me. Reaching for the door knob, I let my fingers graze the cold metal before jerking my hand back as if it’s burned.
I shuffle back, my pulse a mad beat as I can see that pin teetering so clearly on the edge…
My lungs burn with the anxiety of watching it in the depths of my mind.
Left...right...left… the angle increasing with every rock it does back and forth.
And then the door opens, toppling it completely.I watch in utter stillness as it tumbles end over end as Khalid fills the doorway.
Thick silence stretches between us, a moment where the pin hits the mountain of heavy snow.
And then the avalanche roars in a blast of rage as Khalid walks into the room.
“You fucking bastard,” I seethe. “All this time, you were just playing me.” When I wasn’t. When I was falling for his charms and believing him when he said he would always be there for me.Fucking lies.“Just so you could what, find Derek and the WALL? Have you killed all of them yet? Does it make you feel like a man to rip usplaythingsto pieces?”
Tears burn my eyes, and I wipe them angrily away, hating just how much I’m feeling betrayed rather than scared.
Itrustedhim.
I believed I was finally going to get somethinggoodin life, something worth living for.
And he’s just a fucking sup, and I was just bait.
“I wasn’t playing you,kira,” Khalid says as he prowls towards me, his eyes intense with an honesty that makes my pulse feral.
“You used me to find Derek’s house,” I spit, but it’s not as strong, trembling under the heat in his eyes. My lips stay parted on strong breaths.
“I already knew where he lived.”
“Bullshit.”
He stops in front of me, his gaze sharp as broken glass, and I’m forced to lift my head to hold it.
“Then why didn’t you kill him earlier?”
“He was of no importance then.”
“So why kill him now?”
