Viperous (Anathema Book 3) by Yolanda Olson & Jennifer Bene

Author:Yolanda Olson & Jennifer Bene [Olson, Yolanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781946722720
Published: 2020-12-17T16:00:00+00:00

Nine

Halos & Hatred

Daphne

My forehead is pressed against the window of the car. For the second time in the past half an hour, I’ve wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.

I can’t stop salivating and yet, somehow, I still feel so goddamn thirsty.

Lakyn hasn’t said much since we left. He put in a CD and has spent most of his time ignoring me.

In a different world—one where everything didn’t look so goddamn hazy—I’d be bothered by it. But I welcome it now; I just hope it won’t last for too long.

Be the perfect girl and he’ll love you forever.

I repeat the mantra to myself over and over. Buried deep inside of me somewhere is still that young child that wants so desperately to be loved and accepted for exactly who she is. No mask, no fake smiles, no polite civil bullshit. Just me.

Lakyn has shown me a sliver of that already and even though it hurt when he left me behind, he chose me to come with him so I want nothing more than to rip open the wound and watch it fester with our love.

Our love.

Not Ichabod’s.

Not Aftyn’s.

Not that Trixie’s either.

Ours.

That’s the only thing that’s making me fight this sick feeling inside. I know that Ichabod said it’s my leg, but I wouldn’t be surprised if that Trixie lady had one of her hippies drug me while I was asleep because I wouldn’t drink their crazy cactus shit willingly.

They’re all so fucking weird there. I hated being abandoned there, and as time went on, and I got even sicker, all I wanted was to be near the one man that would make me feel better.

And now we’re together again.

“You okay, Red?” His voice sounds a little thicker than normal which prompts me to steal a glance in his direction.

I sit up almost instantly, which in retrospect isn’t the best idea because I almost end up vomiting all over his console when the world spins around me.

But…

“Lakyn,” I murmur in awe of what he looks like now.

He lets out a heavy sigh and I reach forward to slip my fingers through the air. I can see the gentle evil that lulls inside of him, waiting until he needs it, and it caresses my skin as I slip my fingers through his breath. Then I sit back and raise my hand in front of my eyes feeling a thousand times better than I did before.

“Lakyn…” I say again, shoving my hand in front of his mouth. I need more of the gentle evil—more than the weirdos in the desert need their cactus water.

She would be so jealous if she could see what healing really looks like, I tell myself as I squint from the pain of him bouncing over a bump in the road.

In the next moment, he takes my wrist between his thumb and forefinger and eases my hand back into my lap.

“Wait,” I object as I put the tips of my fingers in front of his mouth again. “I need this.

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