“I need you to send me to him…” Her words trail off as we make it to the exit. The moment we break through the door, Sydni stops.
“What now?” My irritation isn’t directed at her; it’s just the frustration with everything else, and it seeps into every word I speak these days.
“She seems like she needs help.”
I love this girl and her big heart, but I don’t give a fuck about anyone else right now. Especially some strange girl that seemslost.
“They’ll direct her to the authorities.” I try again to pull her along, but she halts me. The growl that rumbles in my throat makes her tense.
“Let me just… I’ll help her. Maybe some good karma will come our way because of it.” She jerks her wrist away from my grasp, and I throw my head back. I would say we don’t have time for this, butfuck Belial himself,it’s like we have all the time in the world!
I charge after her, not to stop her, but to make sure nothing goes wrong. She’s hungry, and if this girl with her arms flailing around decides to hit Sydni, she might lose control and feed on her.
“Hey.” Syd speaks just loud enough to rise above the screams the crazed, black-haired woman is producing. The closer we get, the stronger the scent of saltwater becomes—potent, overwhelming. Dear Gods, it’s as if she’s been living in the sea for years.
“What?!” She turns around and bites out, her teeth are… sharp. That’s different. All of her features are Mundane but that—they are jagged and fit together in perfect symmetry.
“I can help you.”
The girl narrows her eyes. “This dipshit says I should go to the authorities. Where and what even is that?”
Yeah, I’m pretty sure she’s lost her mind.
“They can help, come on, I can take you there.” I really want to protest, truly I do, because I fear helping her will only make her cling to Sydni. And we can’t help her—not beyond what we’ve already done.
“Do you have a phone?” I ask. Maybe we can just put it into her navigation and get her there that way.
“A phone?” She narrows her eyes, looking between the two of us.
Oh boy.I look at Sydni, and I think she is regretting this decision too. “Never mind.”
“No, don’t ‘never mind’ me. Will it help me find someone? Don’t keep secrets, asshole, just tell me what it is!”
This girl is something else.
“Okay, first, what is your name?” My own irritated tone now overshadowing the casual one I was trying to maintain.
“Sinnix. How can I find someone? Names waste time!”
Sydni steps between us while I throw my head back in frustration and turn from them.Fuck this, she can take that brat to the authorities. Niyla can watch her. My patience for this is none and I will snap that girl’s neckjust for breathing on me.
“My name is Sydni. Are you from around here?”
“What did you say?” Sinnix responds, her voice higher in pitch.
I’m moving further away, continuing my rush for the exit, when Sydni repeats herself. “My name, it’s Sydni. Are you from around here? Ashfer?”
“What is his name?”
I groan and shout over my shoulder back at her. “Syd, enough, she doesn’t need to know our fucking names.”
“Rhyse. Don’t mind him, he’s trying to?—”
“Is that short for something?”
My foot halts mid-step, and I swear my pulse spikes. I’m not sure if it’s from fear, or anticipation. Why is she pressing?
Peering over my shoulder, I catch Sydni’s gaze. Her eyes are questioning, unsure whether to speak up. And truthfully, I don’t know if she should. People are looking for us. It’s dangerous to just give our names out so casually.
