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to give Wyatt’s soul back. And to be honest the only reason I think he agreed is because he sees entertainment value in you refusing to go to Dankmar and that he will be the one controlling you.”
I notice d the door across the hall. It opened slightly and two large brown eyes peered out. The wide-eyed expression on Sabine’s face told me she had heard quite a bit of the argument Pagan and I were having. I had to focus on my problem at hand. I’d deal with Sabine and her sister later.
“Now please understand, no pain you have suffered is because I wanted it. I never wanted you to hurt. I always thought you’d want me. That your soul would want me. Hell when I get anywhere near you your eyes look like they’ve caught on fire. You’re supposed to want me. But you don’t. Instead you want him. And you can’t have him, Pagan. It was never meant to be.”
“Okay, ” was her simple reply.
“Okay?”
“You heard me, Leif. I said okay. Now let’s go.”
Well, that was easier than I’d expected. With one last glance in Sabine’s nosy direction I turned and made my way to the front entrance.
“Stop it,” I growled at one of the Voodoo spirits as the y gawked at Pagan’s body in the dress Father had made her wear.
“May, dat is sumtin to see is it not,” Father called out as he walked into the large foyer.
“Don’t make her uncomfortable, Father,” I pleaded.
“Who me?” he asked in an amused voice. I watched as he lifted his hand and placed two cigarettes in his mouth and then turned his attention to the activities going on outside.
I searched the onlookers for any sight of Sabine’s sister. If I could find her now then once this was over I could help Sabine and her sister escape. Then, it would be time t o enjoy my forever with Pagan. That is— i f we all survived Death’s fury.
“Please make them stop,” Pagan whispered desperately. Confused I looked down at her then followed her gaze to see tw o of Father’s harem running their fingers over Wyatt’s crotch. Most teenage guys would enjoy that but I could see that Wyatt was uncomfortable and Pagan was very upset over it. But Wyatt had figured out complaining would only encourage Father.
“If I make a scene Father will then make it much worse. If you don’t want to see one of those two mount Wyatt right here then don’t say a word. Wyatt knows this. That’s why he’s so still. ”
Silence fell over the wild streets and people began fleeing. All the laughter and drinking ended as souls felt the presence of Death closing in on them.
“Ah , Death draws near. The fallen ‘ ave run to hide,” Father drawled and pulled the two cigarettes from his mouth to exhale small rings of smoke before placing them right back in.
“What does he mean? ” Pagan asked.
“Dank is close. The souls of the people in the stree ts felt him and ran. Unlike you, most humans don’t cling to Death when he’s in his true form. Sure, they like the singer Dank Walker but when he’s truly in Death’s form , they hide.”
Father turned to Wyatt and crooked his finger once. The girls holding onto him released their claim on him as he stepped forward.
Gasps turned my attention to the streets in front of me. Dankmar had come and he hadn’t come alone. Death’s eyes searched until they found Pagan , who I had cuddled up against my side. She was mine.
“Well, well, well, Dankmar and pals. To wat do we owe dis honor?” Father asked in his usual jolly tone.
“You kno w why I’m here, Ghede ,” Dankmar replied not taking his eyes off of Pagan. The possessive gleam in his eyes made my skin crawl in fear. Would I be able to stand up to him? Would Father expect me to handle Dankmar all on my own?
“Tsk tsk tsk , I don know whut you mean. You said to let her choose,” Father announced waving his hand in our direction. “She did.”
The blonde transporter started toward us when Dankmar stopped her. Did he not plan on taking her? Would it really be this
I notice d the door across the hall. It opened slightly and two large brown eyes peered out. The wide-eyed expression on Sabine’s face told me she had heard quite a bit of the argument Pagan and I were having. I had to focus on my problem at hand. I’d deal with Sabine and her sister later.
“Now please understand, no pain you have suffered is because I wanted it. I never wanted you to hurt. I always thought you’d want me. That your soul would want me. Hell when I get anywhere near you your eyes look like they’ve caught on fire. You’re supposed to want me. But you don’t. Instead you want him. And you can’t have him, Pagan. It was never meant to be.”
“Okay, ” was her simple reply.
“Okay?”
“You heard me, Leif. I said okay. Now let’s go.”
Well, that was easier than I’d expected. With one last glance in Sabine’s nosy direction I turned and made my way to the front entrance.
“Stop it,” I growled at one of the Voodoo spirits as the y gawked at Pagan’s body in the dress Father had made her wear.
“May, dat is sumtin to see is it not,” Father called out as he walked into the large foyer.
“Don’t make her uncomfortable, Father,” I pleaded.
“Who me?” he asked in an amused voice. I watched as he lifted his hand and placed two cigarettes in his mouth and then turned his attention to the activities going on outside.
I searched the onlookers for any sight of Sabine’s sister. If I could find her now then once this was over I could help Sabine and her sister escape. Then, it would be time t o enjoy my forever with Pagan. That is— i f we all survived Death’s fury.
“Please make them stop,” Pagan whispered desperately. Confused I looked down at her then followed her gaze to see tw o of Father’s harem running their fingers over Wyatt’s crotch. Most teenage guys would enjoy that but I could see that Wyatt was uncomfortable and Pagan was very upset over it. But Wyatt had figured out complaining would only encourage Father.
“If I make a scene Father will then make it much worse. If you don’t want to see one of those two mount Wyatt right here then don’t say a word. Wyatt knows this. That’s why he’s so still. ”
Silence fell over the wild streets and people began fleeing. All the laughter and drinking ended as souls felt the presence of Death closing in on them.
“Ah , Death draws near. The fallen ‘ ave run to hide,” Father drawled and pulled the two cigarettes from his mouth to exhale small rings of smoke before placing them right back in.
“What does he mean? ” Pagan asked.
“Dank is close. The souls of the people in the stree ts felt him and ran. Unlike you, most humans don’t cling to Death when he’s in his true form. Sure, they like the singer Dank Walker but when he’s truly in Death’s form , they hide.”
Father turned to Wyatt and crooked his finger once. The girls holding onto him released their claim on him as he stepped forward.
Gasps turned my attention to the streets in front of me. Dankmar had come and he hadn’t come alone. Death’s eyes searched until they found Pagan , who I had cuddled up against my side. She was mine.
“Well, well, well, Dankmar and pals. To wat do we owe dis honor?” Father asked in his usual jolly tone.
“You kno w why I’m here, Ghede ,” Dankmar replied not taking his eyes off of Pagan. The possessive gleam in his eyes made my skin crawl in fear. Would I be able to stand up to him? Would Father expect me to handle Dankmar all on my own?
“Tsk tsk tsk , I don know whut you mean. You said to let her choose,” Father announced waving his hand in our direction. “She did.”
The blonde transporter started toward us when Dankmar stopped her. Did he not plan on taking her? Would it really be this
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