My Soul to Steal
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Addison. My chest ached just thinking about her and the very real torture she endured daily at Avaris hands, erclaws. Because shed sold him her soul, and we hadnt been able to get it back for her.
So, while Im not quite ready to kill you yet, and I rather like having Alec on this side of the barrier now that Ive had time to consider the benefits, I have no reason at all to leave your father breathing, if I cannot bring him into the Nether.
No! A jolt of adrenaline shot through my chest. I lurched toward the door, all thoughts of patience and timing forgotten. But I didnt even make it to the end of the bed before Alecs hand closed around my arm. He jerked me backward with more strength than a human should have had, and I had half a moment to disagree with the hellions assessment of Alecs power before Avari threw me back onto the mattress. My head slammed into the headboard, and he was on me in an instant.
He pinned me with his weight, propped on his elbows with my wrists trapped in his fists.
Get off me! I fought the suffocating panic building inside me as I struggled to free my arms. Flashes of four-point restraints and men in hospital scrubs played in my memory, with an all new fear born of the sheer delight in not-Alecs eyes.
Shhhh Avari whispered, as Alecs cheek brushed mine. Your father is fine, for the moment. I simply havent yet decided what to do with him.
And that had to be true, because a hellion couldnt lie.
I went still, my heart racing, terror lapping at my fragile control.
Would you believe that while Im in this body, I can feel everything it feels? And it likes this arrangement. He shifted over me, and I bit my lip against a scream, knowing Avari enjoyed every single moment of my fear. Have you and my Alec done this before?
I couldnt talk. I couldnt do anything but ride the horror in silence, desperately hoping I was still dreaming. That this was part of the nightmare.
He let go of my left wrist to brush hair from my face, then wedged one leg between my knees.
Pulse racing in panic, I acted without thinking. Without stopping to consider what would happen if my rash plan didnt work. My free arm shot out. I grabbed the first thing my hand landed on. My alarm clock.
I swung as hard as I could. The cord ripped from the wall. The clock slammed into Alecs head. Avari blinked, stunned. So I did it again, grunting with the effort.
His eyes fluttered shut and he collapsed on top of me.
Tears of relief and belated terror blurred my view of the ceiling. I shoved him off of me and scuttled off the bed into one corner of my room. Alec rolled over the edge of the mattress and thumped to the floor on the other side.
For several long moments, I could only breathe, fighting not to hyperventilate. My legs shook when I stood, and my hand trembled as I wiped my eyes, determined not to give in to sobs. I crossed my room slowly, watchingAlec, half convinced Avari was playing possum just so he could catch me again, and start the whole sadistic game all over. But he didnt move, other than the steady, slow rise and fall of his chest.
Once Id crossed the threshold of my room, I raced down the hall and into the living room, where I dropped onto the floor next to my dad. He lay on the carpet on his left side, with his back to the couch, his ankles tied together, wrists bound at his back. There was a piece of duct tape over his mouth, and when I ripped it offhoping in vain that the pain would wake him upI found an entire ratty dish rag stuffed into his mouth.
I couldnt find my dads pocket knifethere was no telling what the hellion had done with itso I got a steak knife from the kitchen and carefully cut the ropes, but my fathers eyes wouldnt open. And I had no idea what to do.
I should do something. I should call someone, but an ambulance seemed risky. What would I tell the police? Technically, Alec had attacked us both, but even if I denied that, the evidence wouldnt support whatever desperate lie I made up.
But I didnt want to be alone in the house with two unconscious men, both of whom had been possessed by a vengeful hellion in the past hour. So I fumbled for the phone on the nearest end table and speed-dialed the second number on the list.
I hadnt forgiven Nash, and I did not want to go groveling back to him when I needed help. But I did want to hear his voice. And welcome a touch that could replace the feel of Avaris unwelcome, surrogate hands on me.
The phone rang and rang, and when Nash finally answered, I sank onto the floor in relief. Hello? He was still half-asleep, and I wished I could join him. Just curl up next to him and forget about the constant terror my own nights had become.
I need help. I was proud of how steady my voice sounded, but he knew me too well.
What happened? Bedsprings creaked and a light switch clicked softly. Are you okay?
Yeah. Just a little freaked out, and I dont really want to be alone. Could you Would you come over?
Give me five minutes. The phone clicked in my ear, then buzzed with a dial tone. He didnt even know what had happened, and it didnt matter. If I needed him, he would come. No matter what.
I sat there for a moment, still reeling from the trauma of the past few minutes. Then I stood and did the only thing I could think of to protect myself while I waited: I grabbed the duct tape lying on the floor near my fathers head, then headed into my room, where I rolled Alec onto his side and taped his hands together behind his back and his feet together at the ankles. It wasnt a perfect solution, but it was all I had. Duct tape, and the desperate hope that Avari wouldnt have the strength or the opportunity to possess either Alec or my dad again before the end of the longest night in history.
So, while Im not quite ready to kill you yet, and I rather like having Alec on this side of the barrier now that Ive had time to consider the benefits, I have no reason at all to leave your father breathing, if I cannot bring him into the Nether.
No! A jolt of adrenaline shot through my chest. I lurched toward the door, all thoughts of patience and timing forgotten. But I didnt even make it to the end of the bed before Alecs hand closed around my arm. He jerked me backward with more strength than a human should have had, and I had half a moment to disagree with the hellions assessment of Alecs power before Avari threw me back onto the mattress. My head slammed into the headboard, and he was on me in an instant.
He pinned me with his weight, propped on his elbows with my wrists trapped in his fists.
Get off me! I fought the suffocating panic building inside me as I struggled to free my arms. Flashes of four-point restraints and men in hospital scrubs played in my memory, with an all new fear born of the sheer delight in not-Alecs eyes.
Shhhh Avari whispered, as Alecs cheek brushed mine. Your father is fine, for the moment. I simply havent yet decided what to do with him.
And that had to be true, because a hellion couldnt lie.
I went still, my heart racing, terror lapping at my fragile control.
Would you believe that while Im in this body, I can feel everything it feels? And it likes this arrangement. He shifted over me, and I bit my lip against a scream, knowing Avari enjoyed every single moment of my fear. Have you and my Alec done this before?
I couldnt talk. I couldnt do anything but ride the horror in silence, desperately hoping I was still dreaming. That this was part of the nightmare.
He let go of my left wrist to brush hair from my face, then wedged one leg between my knees.
Pulse racing in panic, I acted without thinking. Without stopping to consider what would happen if my rash plan didnt work. My free arm shot out. I grabbed the first thing my hand landed on. My alarm clock.
I swung as hard as I could. The cord ripped from the wall. The clock slammed into Alecs head. Avari blinked, stunned. So I did it again, grunting with the effort.
His eyes fluttered shut and he collapsed on top of me.
Tears of relief and belated terror blurred my view of the ceiling. I shoved him off of me and scuttled off the bed into one corner of my room. Alec rolled over the edge of the mattress and thumped to the floor on the other side.
For several long moments, I could only breathe, fighting not to hyperventilate. My legs shook when I stood, and my hand trembled as I wiped my eyes, determined not to give in to sobs. I crossed my room slowly, watchingAlec, half convinced Avari was playing possum just so he could catch me again, and start the whole sadistic game all over. But he didnt move, other than the steady, slow rise and fall of his chest.
Once Id crossed the threshold of my room, I raced down the hall and into the living room, where I dropped onto the floor next to my dad. He lay on the carpet on his left side, with his back to the couch, his ankles tied together, wrists bound at his back. There was a piece of duct tape over his mouth, and when I ripped it offhoping in vain that the pain would wake him upI found an entire ratty dish rag stuffed into his mouth.
I couldnt find my dads pocket knifethere was no telling what the hellion had done with itso I got a steak knife from the kitchen and carefully cut the ropes, but my fathers eyes wouldnt open. And I had no idea what to do.
I should do something. I should call someone, but an ambulance seemed risky. What would I tell the police? Technically, Alec had attacked us both, but even if I denied that, the evidence wouldnt support whatever desperate lie I made up.
But I didnt want to be alone in the house with two unconscious men, both of whom had been possessed by a vengeful hellion in the past hour. So I fumbled for the phone on the nearest end table and speed-dialed the second number on the list.
I hadnt forgiven Nash, and I did not want to go groveling back to him when I needed help. But I did want to hear his voice. And welcome a touch that could replace the feel of Avaris unwelcome, surrogate hands on me.
The phone rang and rang, and when Nash finally answered, I sank onto the floor in relief. Hello? He was still half-asleep, and I wished I could join him. Just curl up next to him and forget about the constant terror my own nights had become.
I need help. I was proud of how steady my voice sounded, but he knew me too well.
What happened? Bedsprings creaked and a light switch clicked softly. Are you okay?
Yeah. Just a little freaked out, and I dont really want to be alone. Could you Would you come over?
Give me five minutes. The phone clicked in my ear, then buzzed with a dial tone. He didnt even know what had happened, and it didnt matter. If I needed him, he would come. No matter what.
I sat there for a moment, still reeling from the trauma of the past few minutes. Then I stood and did the only thing I could think of to protect myself while I waited: I grabbed the duct tape lying on the floor near my fathers head, then headed into my room, where I rolled Alec onto his side and taped his hands together behind his back and his feet together at the ankles. It wasnt a perfect solution, but it was all I had. Duct tape, and the desperate hope that Avari wouldnt have the strength or the opportunity to possess either Alec or my dad again before the end of the longest night in history.
