Babalon by Alair Novak

Author:Alair Novak [Novak, Alair]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2025-03-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter nineteen

Kace

Present Day

Like the first time we fooled around, we go a week or so without speaking. I don’t know if I should be thankful that this is becoming a pattern for us, or not. On one hand, it’s nice to detach from the intensity and consuming nature of whatever is brewing. Yet, on the other, I want to yank her back to me because I feel like she is getting too far away. If I let her continue to do that, she may turn on me and bite the hand that—well, I don’t feed her anything besides my cock, but you know how the saying goes.

I will say, however, that the longer she steers clear of me, the more I wonder about what happened to her, and that’s where I am at now. I’m bound and determined to learn more about Nadia. We may have exchanged entirely too many glances over the past few years, and entered into many heated exchanges, but she’s mine now, and though, I cannot provide for her in a normal sense. I can give her something someone else took from her—safety. Well, as much as I can, being bound to the restrictions of prison.

Like a glutton for punishment, though, I need to talk to her. I have nothing to say, but hearing her voice would be nice after not getting to put up with her bullshit for the past week.

Stepping up to the guard booth, I knock on the thick glass window to get her attention. She’s inside typing away on the computer, I assume she is putting together a report for an incident earlier today—something about the homies jumping one of the kinfolk. Not any of my business.

When she snaps her head up at me, those once bright silver eyes, now hallowed out by the darkness of this prison, glare up at me. I watch as she shoves the keyboard away and steps around the desk to the door and unlocks it. Her right hand instinctively dropping to her baton before wrenching the heavy metal door open.

If we ever have a zombie apocalypse, she would be safe in her little panic room.

“What do you want, inmate?”

“Just to see your pretty face, of course.”

“That doesn’t entail talking. You can look through the glass like all the others. So, what do you really want?”

“Damn, give me some credit, your highness. I came to talk to you, that’s all. Can you escort me to the rec yard, or do I need to fight someone first before you come out of your hole?”

“Kace, do not fucking test me today. I don’t have the patience to deal with anything, let alone the animosity between us.”

She thinks there is animosity? That’s far from the truth. I might have been relatively harsh on her last time we were together, but she earned that by getting me sent to seg. I was only returning the favor.

“Your voice sounds normal. I take it you followed my instructions on how to care for your throat?” I ask lowly, not wanting other inmates to eavesdrop.

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