wouldn’t budge. I sobbed as I continued, only managing to free his face
and chest before I collapsed from my efforts.
My head rested on his chest, which wasn’t rising and falling with breath. I couldn’t
hear his heartbeat, my most cherished sound in the whole world. My own heart shattered
as I took in his charred face, his dead eyes staring back at me. Darkness crept in,
and the last thought I had before I was pulled into nothing was that Jace couldn’t
be burned.
I was yanked upright, and then slapped. Damn it, who the fuck did these people think they were that they could just go around
slapping me?
An arm closed around my neck as my back pressed against a larger, firm body. My eyes
surveyed my surroundings, and I was shocked to find that the room that had just held
piles of scorched bodies was returned to its former, pristine condition.
Where was Jace? “Jace?! Jace, where are you?!!” I screamed as I struggled against whoever held me,
thinking it was Hades. I turned my head to look at him, and was met with an unfamiliar
face. I could instantly tell he was a God because of the power that radiated from
him.
I was furious, irritated, and I needed to find Jace. I don’t have time for this shit . I had no clue whether Jace had been captured, or if he was dead. Has Hades found a way to permanently sever our bond? Is that why I can’t sense Jace anymore? Tears returned to my eyes at the thought, and I swiped them away before I angrily
addressed my captor, “Who the fuck are you?”
He chuckled, and I hated that I enjoyed the luscious sound. He had messy hair the
color of caramel, and deep, blue eyes. To say he was handsome would be an understatement
given his flawless, tanned skin and defined muscles, but I wanted nothing more than
to get away from him. “Hades said you had a mouth on you,” he commented as he pulled
me towards the back of the room.
I struggled more. I tried to call my power, but I was still drained from my previous
use of Akasha. Without Jace, I didn’t know how long it would take to restore my Elements,
especially since we had never been apart for this long.
“You’ll only arouse me more if you fight,” the unnamed God said as he pressed his
erection against me.
I squirmed, trying to remove the unwanted pressure against my back. “Who are you?
Where are you taking me?” I yelled.
He put his mouth next to my ear, grazing my earlobe with his teeth before responding,
“I am Hermes. Hades has granted me permission to fuck you, given you have not broken
down yet. He thinks this might do the trick, especially with your flame out of the
picture.”
Come again? “So, you’re just going to rape me for no reason?” I shrieked as I pounded my fists
against the arm holding me.
His other arm came around to grab both my wrists and pin them to my chest. Fear captured
me, burrowing deep into my being at the thought of being raped, of violating Jace,
and of having our love tainted by the monster holding me.
“It doesn’t have to be rape. You don’t have to fight me. It can be enjoyable for the
both of us. You can have a taste of what it’s like to be with a God, and I can have
a taste of the One. I can feel your power—it’s intoxicating,” he growled lustfully.
He pushed me with his body through a door and down a hall. I called out to Jace, hoping
he was still alive. Jace? Baby, where are you? Please be alive.
Brielle? Oh, thank Gods! I’ve been trying to reach you, but you never answered me.
Where are you? Are you hurt?
What are you talking about? I just saw you! Hades had you brought in and you wouldn’t
talk to or look at me. Then, my nightmare came to life and demons attacked you. You
… you looked dead!
What? I just entered the castle. I haven’t even found you yet.
He looked just like you. I thought … I thought I lost you.
Well, it wasn’t me. I could hear your screams during everything. I