Wicked Villains by Blackwood Marion

Author:Blackwood, Marion
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Black Dagger Publishing
Published: 2022-11-24T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

Pain pulsed through my shoulder and spiked down my arm. I felt lightheaded, but I kept pressing the now blood-soaked cloth against my wound while bracing my useless arm against the dining room table. Yuito and Paul hovered nervously nearby, as if that would make things better. I resisted the urge to snap at them. They were only doing their job and they weren’t the ones I was really angry at. After all, the real source of my fury was now locked in my dungeon again.

Hell fucking damn Audrey Sable. I was sure that I had locked the manacle around her ankle when I brought her back to her room after that dinner. How had she gotten out of it? And when did she have time to steal a knife? She must have done it during our dinner, but the one on her plate was still there when my people cleared the table. I had checked to make sure.

I blew out a long breath as another flare of pain shot through me.

Henry had tried to warn me that even without her magic, Audrey was too dangerous to keep around. But I hadn’t listened. Instead, I had used every excuse to spend even more time with her. And now I was sitting in my dining room, slowly bleeding to death because of it.

Hurried footsteps echoed from the corridor.

Relief washed over me as Sam Foster’s blond head appeared in the open doorway. Removing the cloth from my wound, I placed it on the table. Since my fingers were red with blood, I used the back of my hand to push the massive stack of cash towards Sam as he approached.

His gray eyes flicked up and down my body as he dropped down into the chair that Paul had already placed in front of me. There was something… off about Sam. Something reserved. But before I could ask, he flashed me a mischievous smile.

“I see you had another disagreement with some cutlery,” he said in a light voice. “And that the cutlery won this time too.”

I let out a huff of amusement that turned into a grunt when pain crackled through my shoulder again. “Yeah.”

Sam kept his eyes on my wound while he touched his palms together. When he drew them apart again, shimmering turquoise blue magic swirled between his hands. He brought them up to my chest.

Something was nagging at me, but I couldn’t quite figure out what.

“You’re lucky that she aimed too high,” Sam said while his healing magic seeped into my body, repairing severed muscles and knitting flesh back together.

I raised my eyebrows at him. “She?”

“Well…” He gave me a small knowing smile. “Cutlery’s gotta have pronouns too, right?”

“Uh-huh.” I huffed out another short laugh, which made me wince in pain again.

So, Sam knew exactly who had stabbed me. Again. But fortunately for me, Sam at least didn’t pick sides in these kinds of power struggles. So there was no risk of that information making it back to anyone else.

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