To Darkness Bound Box Set by Zandria West

Author:Zandria West [West, Zandria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-14T16:00:00+00:00

4

REUBEN

I wedge my arm against the demon’s windpipe and increase the pressure until he can’t breathe. His eyes are wide and he’s scanning the alleyway like he’s expecting help might be coming. But I know this neighbourhood. I could be doing this in the middle of the road in full daylight, and nobody would step in and help. No-one around here gives a fuck. You’re weak; you die.

With my free arm, I draw the knife from the belt at his waist. I miss my blades. His knife is a piece of shit, not like anything I’d carry, but it will serve the purpose.

‘Tell me where she is,’ I growl through gritted teeth.

It’s taking every ounce of my self-control not to kill the demon on the spot. Just knowing he’s a guard who works at the prison where Lana is currently being held is reason enough. And after a night in wolf-form, and a day alone without Lana while the bond is screaming at me to protect her, I don’t have a lot of self-control left.

‘I… I don’t know what you’re talking about…’

I narrow my eyes and see the panic set into his.

I talk slowly and clearly. ‘A girl. Human. Blue hair. Pretty fucking hard to miss in a demon prison, I’d have thought.’

He tries to nod and I let a little pressure off his throat so he can talk more easily. I angle the knife so the point is nicking the edge of his jaw, just in case he gets any stupid ideas about me going easy on him.

‘A girl, yes, I saw a girl, she’s there, in J-wing, solitary, getting a lot of attentions from the Higher Ups.’

‘What sort of attention?’ I ask, fear tightening my chest.

The demon grins. ‘What sort do you think?’

His words are like a bullet.

No. I can’t think of Lana like that, helpless, tortured, imprisoned, at the mercy of such petty, cruel, sick creatures as the one before me on the ground.

‘They let the Angel loose on her,’ he adds, licking his lips. He’s fucking repulsive.

‘The Angel? Who’s that?’ Even as I say it, I feel the question beginning to form in my mind.

It couldn’t be. It’s not possible.

‘That’s what they call the Chief Torturer on account of him being so good at his job.’

I feel sick. In an instant, I jam the blade into the side of the demon’s neck and jerk it across his throat like I’m gutting a deer. Blood pours out. He looks up at me shocked. He didn’t think I’d actually kill him. I pull the knife out, get up and kick his body away. He’s not quite dead yet. He scrabbles at his throat for a few seconds, but the blood is sheeting like a fucking waterfall. He bleeds out within a minute.

Okay, so I shouldn’t have killed him. That was a mistake. I got carried away. He might have had more useful information. But honestly, I just couldn’t stand to look at his face for another second. I wipe my hands on my “borrowed” clothes, lick the blood from his knife and stow it in my belt.

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