Page 12 of The Monster's Desire

I can wait. Immortality tends to lend itself to patience.

“Since you insist on being stubborn and refuse to command us to stay, I need you to know—if you require help, or us at all, all you have to do is call. We’ll be obligated to answer you, even across the veil.” Wraith brushes disappearing fingers over her cheek.

I groan as my eyes start to itch. It’s always the first symptom I notice. “Are you sure you don’t want to keep us?”

“When I see you again, you’ll be carrying my babies before you know it.” Wraith leans in to kiss her cheek.

I begin to feel the achy pull to the other side in full force. It’s bloody annoying.

Nadia gasps, staring at where Wraith last stood. I’m not sure if she’s shocked by his words or his sudden disappearance.

“Mine too.” I chuckle, sauntering over. “I’ve asked this before, but can I kiss you?”

Nadia frowns. “Are you going to eat my soul?”

“No, you dramatic woman.” I grin. She really is adorable at the most inconvenient times.

“I guess. That’s my thank you for not—”

Her words cut off as I wrap my hand around the back of her head, pulling her mouth to mine.

I’m much taller than most of the demons we’ve possessed to spend time with her. It takes quite a lot of bending to make the kiss possible, but as she moans into my mouth, I slide the other hand down to squeeze her luscious ass.

Her fingers brush my bare chest, and I really fucking hate the laws of the universe as I feel the strong yank toward Hell.

“I’ll see you again soon, doll.” My magic sizzles. “Forget us and all that happened here until you see me again or if you’re ever in dire trouble. If that happens, remember that you have two monsters ready to rip apart anyone and everyone to keep you safe.”

And with that, I’m pulled to Hell.

ChapterFive

Nadia

“Thanks for walking me home,” I say, but I have no idea why Kash is escorting me home in the first place.

“No problem.” He nods awkwardly. I’m not sure I’ve ever seen Kashius without the utmost self-confidence. It’s bizarre. “So, you know, try not to get yourself into any trouble.” He bumps his shoulder against mine.

I squint up at him, trying to figure out what the hell is going on.

I remember Emerson and The Den.

Then Kash... My brain throbs and everything goes hazy. My hands fly to my temples, but the whooshing pain increases in intensity the more I focus on the memories.

“What happened?” I clutch at the back of my head. There’s no blood on my fingers, but I think that’s what’s crusty and dried in my hair.

“You...uh, you don’t remember?” Kash’s forehead wrinkles as he looks down at me. There’s something off about him, but I can’t place it. “You fell into the brick wall when you were...um. Stuff happened and—”

“Crap, you saw me outside The Den?” That’s not good. No one was supposed to know I was there. Add in the fact I don’t trust Kash as far as I can toss him without using magic, and this is bad.

“It’s between us, little witch.” His dark hair bobs as his head wobbles up and down.

If my brain wasn’t throbbing, then I might have some idea what is so weird, but as it is, I don’t care.

I need to shower today off and then sleep for a few days.

“Right so, keep yourself alive.” Kash spins around and walks away without another word.

What the hell was that about?

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