Hell is a Harem: Book 4 by Kim Faulks

Author:Kim Faulks [Faulks, Kim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-10T18:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Lorn

Redemption left me, just like that, without so much as a fight...I stared at the throne room floor, catching the shadows as they danced.

To Hell with the consequences. I’d rather die right here than allow him to spend another goddamn second with her.

“Easy,” Boroch murmured once more.

I wrenched my gaze high. Through the sheen of tears, I found the warrior. “I love him. I’ve always loved him. Don’t you get that? There is no easy for me. Not now…not ever.”

Boroch lowered his head, dark Unseelie eyes finding mine. “Is he worth losing your life over?”

The answer was simple. “Yes,” and that stubborn sonovabitch’s words filled my head. “A thousand times over, he’s worth it to me.”

There was a flare of pain in the guard’s dark eyes. A moment of surprise, and I had to wonder how he could endure what he did with that festering shell of a woman without feeling the same. Maybe he did…and maybe he was the only one. “You love her, don’t you? You truly love her.”

He straightened his spine. “She is my Queen.”

“That doesn’t give her the right to treat you like that. That doesn’t excuse the fact that she left you to crawl from her bedroom broken and bleeding.”

Silver scars filled my mind. The criss-crossed raised edges of Redemption’s back. I stared at the guard and my heart sank. “She’s done this before…to Redemption. She’s used him…and he’s goddamn let her.”

My fists clenched by my side. I wasn’t a jealous woman. My lovers were men with appetites in bed, they’d had lovers before, just as I had…but what we did in the bedroom was one hundred percent consensual on both sides of the agreement. This…this wasn’t love. This was rape, disguised as loyalty.

A shudder tore through me as I stared into Boroch’s eyes. No more. Not on my fucking watch…

Boroch turned then, leaving me behind, and motioned for the other guard to follow before he murmured over his shoulder. “I do not wish to clean up your blood, not after the kindness you showed me. I owe you that.”

He left then…left me alone with the crackle and the hiss of the fire…and that cold, empty feeling that I was losing everything right in front of my eyes.

Find another way…

Find another way to get us both out of here.

I waited for a second. I could follow them, and achieve what? Being locked away in a room where I couldn’t escape. I thought of the forest and the old hag. I couldn’t leave…not now.

The stag. It was the only thing in this world that didn’t make sense. The only thing they didn’t accept. I saw it…plain as fucking day, I saw it.

I had no powers down here, no fires of Hell I could call on. I had nothing but stony fucking walls and a goddamn apparition I swore I saw. I searched the room, and stilled at the proper damn torch this time.

I strode over to the wall and yanked the end from the holder before I held the top to the fire, letting the orange flames catch.

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