arms. When he turned to face her, she gasped.
“Rafe?”
He smiled, changing his face from the angry scowl to a pleasant greeting, but, no matter how pleasant he might seem, his attitude didn’t fool her.
“Where’s Lash?”
Anger flicked over his features and he stalked towards her. “Don’t ask about him again.”
She shrank back against the wall, bumping her head in the process. Pain raced down her back, leaving her arms weak and useless.
“Now, it’s time for us to have some fun.”
“Where are we?”
“My house. Do you like the place? This is where you’ll spend eternity. I’m in this relationship for the long haul.” Rafe burst out laughing. He stopped his cackle suddenly. “You’re not amused? Why?”
“Let me go. I swear I won’t tell anyone. The police don’t need to know.”
Rafe laughed again, and the noise echoed off the rock walls. After he’d made a show of drying his eyes he chuckled some more, his smile belittling as he stood above her and looked down.
“You really are stupid. The police can’t get here. No mortal can.”
This time, the fear zipping around her body made her shiver. “Let me go.”
Rafe puffed up, his face growing red. She tried to stand but it was no use. “Please, I just—”
“No, you are mine.” Rafe roared and a chunk of rock fell from the ceiling. He stalked around the room, glancing back at her every few seconds as he bashed his fists against the walls and repeated “ Mine! ” over and over again.
Alexandria tried to shrink away but he came at her, pulling her to her feet. The angry sneer on his lips scared her almost as much as the crazy look in his eyes.
Something poked up from his forehead. She squinted, trying to get a good look. “What the hell is that thing?”
Rafe reached up and touched the lump on his forehead. His eyes turned red, and she could swear he grew by another foot. Now the man truly looked menacing. He shoved her against the wall and started rummaging through his belongings. After a moment he pulled a mirror from a drawer.
“Shit, it’s a fucking horn.” He turned towards her, his lips curved in a snarl as he talked. “I’m back, baby, and everything is about to get nasty in here.”
Alexandria didn’t understand. On the mountain, Rafe had seemed like a great guy. Maybe he wasn’t only deranged, but dangerous, too. If she wanted to live she needed to escape. Her body wouldn’t cooperate as she tried to stand. Rafe had moved across the room and was busy looking through a cabinet. He was too twisted up with anger to pay any attention to her.
The strength required to stand wiped out all the energy she had. Two steps felt like hundreds as she shuffled away from Rafe. She’d moved ten steps before he roared with anger. Goosepimples broke out over her body and a chill shook her to the core.
“Stop.” Rafe’s voice filled the cavernous room.
She tried to run, but her body refused to move. Rafe flicked his wrist and her arms were thrown up over her head. He moved his fingers and she span around. Her heart beat so fast she thought the organ would pop. She took two steps towards Rafe as he moved his hands.
Her eyes watered and her breath came in hiccups. The bastard could control her with just one movement.
“What the fuck are you?” she whispered.
“I’m a demon at heart. My real name is Lahash.”
The control he had over her body waned as he dropped to his knees, pain etched across his face. He doubled over, knocking a chair out of his path.
Alexandria tried to move, but Rafe snaked out his hand, pulling it into a fist. She dropped to the floor as pain laced through her. This wasn’t real. Somehow Rafe had control over her. What if he really was a demon?
Chapter Six
Lash thought about chewing off his hands at the wrists. The golden chains binding him to the closet floor were impossible to break. He’d even tried to break the support beam running through the building, but the task had proven
“Rafe?”
He smiled, changing his face from the angry scowl to a pleasant greeting, but, no matter how pleasant he might seem, his attitude didn’t fool her.
“Where’s Lash?”
Anger flicked over his features and he stalked towards her. “Don’t ask about him again.”
She shrank back against the wall, bumping her head in the process. Pain raced down her back, leaving her arms weak and useless.
“Now, it’s time for us to have some fun.”
“Where are we?”
“My house. Do you like the place? This is where you’ll spend eternity. I’m in this relationship for the long haul.” Rafe burst out laughing. He stopped his cackle suddenly. “You’re not amused? Why?”
“Let me go. I swear I won’t tell anyone. The police don’t need to know.”
Rafe laughed again, and the noise echoed off the rock walls. After he’d made a show of drying his eyes he chuckled some more, his smile belittling as he stood above her and looked down.
“You really are stupid. The police can’t get here. No mortal can.”
This time, the fear zipping around her body made her shiver. “Let me go.”
Rafe puffed up, his face growing red. She tried to stand but it was no use. “Please, I just—”
“No, you are mine.” Rafe roared and a chunk of rock fell from the ceiling. He stalked around the room, glancing back at her every few seconds as he bashed his fists against the walls and repeated “ Mine! ” over and over again.
Alexandria tried to shrink away but he came at her, pulling her to her feet. The angry sneer on his lips scared her almost as much as the crazy look in his eyes.
Something poked up from his forehead. She squinted, trying to get a good look. “What the hell is that thing?”
Rafe reached up and touched the lump on his forehead. His eyes turned red, and she could swear he grew by another foot. Now the man truly looked menacing. He shoved her against the wall and started rummaging through his belongings. After a moment he pulled a mirror from a drawer.
“Shit, it’s a fucking horn.” He turned towards her, his lips curved in a snarl as he talked. “I’m back, baby, and everything is about to get nasty in here.”
Alexandria didn’t understand. On the mountain, Rafe had seemed like a great guy. Maybe he wasn’t only deranged, but dangerous, too. If she wanted to live she needed to escape. Her body wouldn’t cooperate as she tried to stand. Rafe had moved across the room and was busy looking through a cabinet. He was too twisted up with anger to pay any attention to her.
The strength required to stand wiped out all the energy she had. Two steps felt like hundreds as she shuffled away from Rafe. She’d moved ten steps before he roared with anger. Goosepimples broke out over her body and a chill shook her to the core.
“Stop.” Rafe’s voice filled the cavernous room.
She tried to run, but her body refused to move. Rafe flicked his wrist and her arms were thrown up over her head. He moved his fingers and she span around. Her heart beat so fast she thought the organ would pop. She took two steps towards Rafe as he moved his hands.
Her eyes watered and her breath came in hiccups. The bastard could control her with just one movement.
“What the fuck are you?” she whispered.
“I’m a demon at heart. My real name is Lahash.”
The control he had over her body waned as he dropped to his knees, pain etched across his face. He doubled over, knocking a chair out of his path.
Alexandria tried to move, but Rafe snaked out his hand, pulling it into a fist. She dropped to the floor as pain laced through her. This wasn’t real. Somehow Rafe had control over her. What if he really was a demon?
Chapter Six
Lash thought about chewing off his hands at the wrists. The golden chains binding him to the closet floor were impossible to break. He’d even tried to break the support beam running through the building, but the task had proven
Similar Books
