Chapter One Hundred and Five
Chapter One Hundred and Five
“Did you for one moment think about what would happen things had gone the other way? I mean, Vox could have killed you even before you had the chance to place a bargain.” Dactnon said to me, and his worry for me still caught me by surprise.
“Believe me, that did cross my mind more than once.”
“And yet you were willing to risk it all for… him.”
“Yes, I was,” I answered, making myself comfortable in one of the office chairs. “Things are going to change, Daemon, and it will happen really, really fast.”
“You seem so confident now; it looks like you’ve forgotten what I can do to you.”
“No, I haven’t, but you see, Vox would want me alive now more than ever, so you can’t really kill me.”
“I don’t have to kill you to have my fun.” He reminded me, a smile curved on his lips, exposing his fangs. I held back a shiver as the memory of how it felt when he bit me flashed past my mind. I had hated it because my body loved it; I hated it because I had no control, and he… Daemon was in full control.
He was right; While Vox needed me alive, I didn’t think he would care if I got delivered back to him without an
“Does it bother you?” I began, just to change the topic. “That Thane would be back, and all you think you’ve built will be gone?” I asked.
“Yes. It does.”
His genuine answer surprised me.
“Who had helped you escape from Logan?” he questioned.
“Like I will tell you that.”
“You don’t really think I’d be going after them to massacre them, do you?”
“I wouldn’t put that past you.”
“I am capable of controlling my murder spree. And on a side note, I will advise you to stay away from the stepbrother.”
“Logan?”
“Yes. He seemed pretty ‘fucked up‘ when Isabella got shot; bet he wants revenge now more than ever.”
“You know, I did run away from you, breaking out little agreement; I expected you to get mad, maybe even beat me up as you usually do, but here you are giving me survival tips. I am curious: what do you have under your sleeve, Daemon?”
“Would you prefer that?” he asked, a glint in his eyes. “You are right.” He continued. “I would have been mad at you, but only a few minutes ago, I thought I would be witnessing your own death. You survived by a very slim chance, but at that moment I was scared.”
“Scared… for me?”
I didn’t quite believe it, and neither did I understand why he was telling me this.
“I would have blamed myself, lived with guilt for the rest of my miserable life, and, of course, I wouldn’t have been able to forget you, but then you survived, and I can’t even bring myself to be mad at you for running away or
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destroying all my plans.‘
I didn’t know what to say; I was completely speechless. I racked my brain for something to say as a response but came up blank.
“So Isabella died?” I asked in a voice too high–pitched, internally smacking myself for acting so strange.
“No, she didn’t. She will survive, and so you have two eneres added to the list.”
Trent hadn’t shot to kill; if he had wanted to kill her, he would have aimed for her heart.
That night, I could barely sleep; all I could think about was Thane…and Ethan who I hadn’t visited for a while, afraid that if I did, I might put him in danger.
I would have to meet with Bruce once again and inform him of everything I had discussed with Vox. We didn’t have much time; three days wasn’t exactly a lot, and if I wanted to get to Bruce faster, then I was going to need… Daemon’s help. He was the last person I should be asking for help.
