Darkness Comes by Scarlett Sanderson Read Free Book Online

technician raced into the med bay. His breathing labored, he held up a piece of paper with numbers on it. “Perfect match, sir.”
    He heaved a sigh of relief. Dylan Benjamin was a perfect match. What were the odds of that? “Thank you, Walker. Prepare the transfusion. Insert an IV into Benjamin and get it started. Quickly, people!”
    Her heart was slowing. He was losing her. His friend. His colleague. The fearless woman who challenged the planets’ worst prisons to delve into the minds of criminals. He admired her immensely, even loved her in some corner of his soul.
    Leaning down, he brushed her cheek with his lips. “Wherever you are, Mia, whatever plane you’ve been drawn into, I pray it’s more pleasant than here. Hang on.”
    Blood flowed into her body. They had a chance to save Mia. He hoped it was enough.
    All they could do was wait.
    * * * * *
     
    She screamed. Long and hard. She wasn’t in an alley with Dylan. It wasn’t even dark.
    Bright lights. White ceiling.
    She was lying down. The distinct smell of disinfectant assaulted her senses. She lifted her arm and saw an IV attached to her vein. Why was she receiving a transfusion?
    Memories flooded back. Entering the VR, chasing Dylan, playing mind games, the alley, the kiss…
    She looked to her left and focused on the person on the next gurney. The lithe, powerful form. The muscular torso. The dimpled chin and blond hair.
    Dylan. Her mind called to him.
    As if he’d heard her, he turned his head. He blinked and focused on her. Understanding passed between them.
    Something had happened while they’d been in the VR. They had been irrevocably linked—emotionally and physically. She felt his blood flowing through her veins. She could feel his passion, his power, his anger.
    When he smiled at her, she realized he felt it too. He could hear her in his mind. His dark side craved hers. Craved her . The psychologist and the thief. Mia and Dylan. Yin and yang. Linked by blood.
    She licked her dry, cracked lips and returned his grin. “Hello, Dylan.”
    * * * * *
     
    Mia shivered. She rubbed her upper arms and surveyed her surroundings.
    A semi-lit abandoned warehouse. A ring of chairs were placed around a small raised platform. Chains hung from the roof.
    Panic ignited. She couldn’t breathe. She’d been here before.
    She swallowed her fear and repeated her mantra. “It’s just dream. Just another dream.”
    “But they feel so real, don’t they?” Dylan stepped behind her. His heat seeped into her and her heart began to pound for an entirely different reason.
    “Yes, they feel real. I don’t know why we share the same dreams.”
    He stroked a fingertip down the back of her neck. “Because we share the same blood. Yin and yang now. Same part of the whole.”
    She moved away despite her body screaming for him to take her, tie her, fuck her. Her nipples peaked. Hardened, sensitive pebbles that strained against her cotton bra, begging to be touched.
    “This is your dream. What part of your past?” he asked.
    “Are you sure you want to know?” She smoothed her brow, massaged the pulse points of her temples.
    This had been the lowest point of her life. The darkest episode. She didn’t understand what had made her bring them here.
    “Is it something to do with your mom? Is it something you saw?”
    Mia snorted. “If only. The only good thing while growing up was that Mother stuck to the straight stuff. No kink, no violence, no permanent marks. Sure, some of her clients knocked her around but she never got involved in anything like this.” She circled the platform, jangled the chains. She looked at Dylan over her shoulder. “This happened much later.”
    A tic beat wildly in his jaw. “Show me.”
    The dream changed, melded into something else. They stood on the periphery as men filled the seats. These men were different from the ones in Hades. They wore expensive suits and were well groomed.
    Bile rose in Mia’s throat as a man dragged a naked,