Semester Eight (Urban Academy Book 8) by Mazzy J. March

Author:Mazzy J. March [March, Mazzy J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Decadent Publishing LLC
Published: 2023-10-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Onyx

Most people’s fathers didn’t break two or three of their ribs for the crime of trying to escape from a dark cave. Of course, most people’s fathers had much less in common with the devil than mine. And I wasn’t even sure he knew I’d been trying to do anything. With that big black hole of missing time and being surrounded by darkness when I woke—and before I was knocked out—yeah, I knew nothing. I did know how to scream, and I did that for a while until it appeared that nobody or nothing was coming.

“No one can hear you. We’re deep in a mountain,” he said in a sad, level tone. The door to the hallway or whatever lay outside my cell was partially open, and while it wasn’t exactly bright out there, it was enough to see that the person whose booted foot had me doubled up and gasping, hoping my ribs hadn’t pierced a lung was, of course, my own father.

He stood over me, silhouetted in the doorway’s glow, shoulders shaking with humor or maybe, I don’t know, effort? Was it hard to kick me? He used to have more stamina than that. “I have questions,” he barked.

I spit up what I hoped only looked like blood on the shadowy floor. “And I have internal injuries. What’s your point?”

His backhanded slap slammed me into the wall, my head reverberating with the impact. “Don’t be rude to your father. I raised you better than that.”

“You raised me to be a coldhearted killer.” Val would have been my first hit. “And I don’t know that hitmen and women put courtesy ahead of their own interests. Hell, they get paid, and you made no mention of any remuneration whatsoever. I guess you raised a fool.”

“If you’d completed your assignment, you would have received my grateful thanks.”

The trembling of my limbs was outrage and rage in general. Not shock or injury-related at all. I had to believe that because weakness was not an option.

My life was not the only one at stake here. And if I allowed Dean to kill me now, he’d just continue on and go after Valentina next. And then all the rest of my friends—and my mates. I could not let that happen, but what could I do? In a moment of panic, I said, “Maybe I could do it now.”

Dean looked at me and laughed. “I think we both know it’s not going to happen. You’re mated to some of them and all wound up in your cousin’s life. No way would you kill her. Besides, I already decided that unless I take out all the female descendants of Circe, I can’t fully absorb your power. So you’ll have to go, too.

“Daddy…” His look had me taking back that stab in the dark. “I mean, Father, you can’t kill your own child. If you wanted to, you could have done it a hundred times over.”

“That’s true,” he mused. “I probably should have done it a while ago.

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