The 13th Prophecy by H.M. Ward Read Free Book Online Page B

try and keep you two apart. He would come up looking for you. He’d search my mind, trying to find memories that would lead him to you. I couldn’t hide them anymore. The day you pulled me through the demon glass, Kreturus decided he would kill you if you didn’t submit to him. He was going to make me the one to do it. If you’d hesitated when I fell through the mirror, I would have killed you. There wasn’t a choice. And it’s weird now...” he paused, looking over my shoulder at the wall. His face relaxed as if he were somewhere wonderful and not locked in a musty old basement filled with flats and old props. “Because I have a choice. He can’t call me back. Kreturus can’t make me do anything,” he took my hands in his, rubbing the back of my hand with his thumb, “and I owe it all to you. You broke my blood bargain. I never thought I’d be free again. But I am.” He leaned closer to me, his lips about to touch mine when Eric spoke.
    “If you want to hook up with the person who freed you from your bargain, you’re trying to fuck the wrong girl.” Eric turned his head toward us, his golden eyes glaring. My jaw dropped, but he didn’t let me speak. Tension shot through Collin’s body as he pulled away from me, but I grabbed his arm before he could cross the room to Eric. “It was the Demon Princess. It was her spell. Ivy just fucked it up by leaving out an important fact.” Eric turned his head away from us and covered his eyes with his arm—like he was bored.
    I grabbed a candlestick holder from the table next to me and hurled it at Eric. “You’re such an ass.”
    Eric’s hand shot up and plucked the object from the air before it hit him in the side of the face. “What’s your point?” He sat up, neither frowning nor smiling. His eyes had that look that made me want to cower. It was as if he were hungry and I was food.
    I swallowed, ignoring the sensation creeping up my throat. It pissed me off that I couldn’t feel Collin’s touch, but Eric could still evoke a response from me. It was the lingering effects of his blood. “My point is that he’s talking to me, not you! And I didn’t screw up her spell. I said it perfectly. I did everything she said. I paid dearly for it, Eric. And if I hadn’t done what I promised, the blood bargain would have taken effect and killed me. So, what happened?” Eric was silent. He turned away with a confident expression in his eyes. He knew too much. I could see it on his face, and he wasn’t going to tell me. I huffed, “You know. How could you possibly know?” How could he possibly know why the spell didn’t work. He was full of crap. There was no way it was possible.
    “Ask Locoicia next time you see her,” was all he said. Eric moved away from us, to the back of the basement, as far away from us as possible.
    Collin watched him. He no longer had the Neanderthal reaction to pound Eric whenever he said something horrible. Instead, he listened and watched. People who were silent when they should be screaming are more dangerous. Good thing Collin was on my side. Eric was something I couldn’t explain. A horrific act tied us together. And now, now I wasn’t even sure what he was. Was he mortal? Could he die? He seemed to still have some of my power or demon blood. But I wasn’t certain how much that was affecting him.
    Collin broke the gush of thoughts that was flooding my mind. He pulled me back into his arms, and I slouched against his chest. The world was turning to Hell above me, and I couldn’t do anything about it because I was weak. I was weak because part of my soul was inside of Collin. And Eric had taken some. Fucking Eric .
    Collin wrapped his arms around me, and the tension faded from my shoulders. He whispered softly into my ear, “He knows something we don’t.” I nodded. That much was certain. But what, I didn’t know.

 
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER SIX
     
     
    Collin stayed by me, watching Eric, although I knew Eric wouldn’t