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.I pressed my palm against it.“Azrael, First.Access approved.” The elevator started up again.I started breathing.I closed my eyes and concentrated on evening out my breathing.I really hadn't done anything but bounce in bed with Claudius since the barn incident.I knew why X didn't want any reminders of that night, but we all had to live with the Burn.I flew that night.I was the first to fly on those fiery wings.It was MY experience.I wanted to fly again.But X made sure he had a Burn before the weekend to leave Claudius and me free to be fuck-bunnies.Elder Brother cared for me in his own way.Younger Brother in his own way was trying to protect me by keeping things from me.I felt a little bad for blaming them for Claudius's injuries.What else could they have done? That teenaged bastard was all over them.The elevator doors opened.I snapped my wrist and caught the dagger as it slid free.The foyer was dimly lit, but you could tell it was tastefully decorated.I stepped out and scanned the area.I shuffled noiselessly down the hall, keeping my back to one wall and my ears open for sounds of guards approaching.I hear a low groan behind me.I switched back, heading the opposite direction.There it was again.I followed that noise, glancing around, looking for guards or other things that would stop me.No dogs.Please, no dogs.I think I would have preferred a pack of wild dogs compared to the scene before me.The groans of pleasure were coming from the teenaged bastard's throat.He was slumped back on a leather couch, his eyes closed, and his head arched back over the seat.What killed me was the gloved hand spread on the back of a head, a head with familiar black hair spread out over the boy's lap as that broad-shouldered body knelt between his spread legs.Claudius.Hades buried his hand in that black hair and pulled Claudius's head up off of him.I was stunned.I thought I had the element of surprise, but the shock of what was before me was nothing like I had ever experienced.I couldn't turn away.I couldn't even move.“Do what you promised, Claudius, and I'll show him mercy.”I just stood there and stared as Claudius pushed himself off the floor.He couldn't come to me, but he could service Hades.Oh, my god.My heart hurt.My heart hurt so much.I saw Claudius wipe blood from his mouth with the back of his hand.Hades cradled his wrist with his other hand.I barely had time to react as Carnage ripped at me with his own blade.He still cut me across the chest.I backed up, hit the wall, and crab-walked sideways away from him.The ice-blue eyes staring down at me weren't those of my lover, not my Claudius.My chest burned where the blade cut, it burned hot as blood began pouring from the wound.The red-stained blade flashed at me again.I barely danced out of its bite.I should have seen this.I should have known.What did I have to offer someone like Claudius? He was cultured and refined.He walked comfortably in circles I only watched on entertainment TV.I was just a slut-hole.I was just a novelty, a distraction, something to pass the time.My eyes burned, and I staggered over an end table in my mad panic to get away.That stumble saved me from another cut.The knife flashed silver before my eyes.What did I have to compete with Hades? Nothing.Unless I was flat on my back, I was nothing but a troublesome fuck toy.I dodged the other way and got clocked with the back of Claudius's fist.That one blow drove me into a console and smashed the decorative glass vases sitting on top of it.I was surprised that I still had my knife in my hand.I came here to hurt Hades, and I wasn't doing anything.When I shoved myself off the floor, a piece of broken vase embedded itself deep into the palm of my left hand.The sudden scent of cinnamon filled the air, and for a moment, that was enough of a distraction for the older vampires in the room.I made two steps towards Hades before Claudius rang my bell again with the swing of his arm.Staggering sideways, I saw the flash and blocked his next strike instinctively, and then punched out with the blade that he gave me, slicing a long line across his cheek.Time slowed down.Clove-scented red blood ran down his flawed skin.I stared at it, stunned.I came here to avenge him.I thought that what you did for your loved one.Instead, a long red line curved down his jaw to his chin.Staring up into those arctic blues that had offered me so much more than I ever dreamed of, I saw nothing of that vampire, just a coldness that froze my section of the Brotherhood's collective soul.I dropped my blade.What was the point? He made his choice.and it wasn't me.Carnage never hesitated.I screamed as he drove the blade through my shoulder and rammed me hard against the wall.I was pinned just like a butterfly.Only the quillion ridge below the handle kept the blade from passing right through me.I screwed up my face and bit back another scream as Carnage jammed it harder still, until the point of the blade was buried deep in the wall.He pulled off my forearm sheath and felt for the Glocks that I had left behind at the penthouse.Once he was sure that I was disarmed, he backed away.I grabbed uselessly at the blade handle.I wasn't going anywhere.I could feel the blood seeping from my chest and back.He stabbed me.Carnage stabbed me.It hurt.Fuck, it hurts so bad.Hades' hand caught my chin and pulled my face up to his.His features swam in front of me as tears of pain filled my eyes.“Who are you?”I gasped.He took hold of the hilt and jammed it upwards, driving the point still deeper into the wall behind me.I screamed [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]