“I regret nothing.” Enzo flicked Piper a look. “I might not have ended her life, but I hurt her plenty over the past few months,” he taunted Levi. “I even almost killed her with that blow to the brain. She lived in fear—”
“You think you can piss me off enough to make me kill you?” Levi shook his head with a snicker. “I’m not so easy to manipulate, and you’re not as smart as you think you are.”
Enzo began to shake. “I’m not going back to that Chamber.”
Levi’s eyes bled to black as his demon took control. “Oh yes, you are. And you will stay there for a very long time. I will be a most regular visitor. I have had months to think up some … interesting plans for our time together. I think you will find them creative, albeit agonizing. Just to give you a little sample of what will soon come …” The demon hovered its hand above Enzo’s chest.
The asshole bucked with a hoarse cry, his hands fisting, his face creasing with pain. It seemed to go on and on and on, but then the entity lowered its arm.
Enzo sagged, breathing heavily, his eyes wet with unshed tears.
“He’ll be ready and waiting for you,” Knox told Levi’s demon. Flames then spurted out of the floor and surrounded both Enzo and the Prime. Mere seconds later, the two males were gone.
Levi’s demon stalked to Piper, its black eyes drinking her in. “I loathe seeing you injured, little nightmare.” It gently grasped her jaw and turned her head this way and that as it examined her face. “Every single one of those wounds will be revisited on him.”
“Don’t forget to rub chili in them,” she said.
Humor glimmered in its eyes. “That I can do.” It then retreated, and Levi’s gunmetal gray gaze once more locked on her.
He carefully drew her close, mindful of her injuries. He didn’t say a word. He didn’t have to. She saw everything there in his eyes—his relief that she was alive, his anger that she was wounded and might have been killed, the lingering echoes of whatever panic he felt at knowing she was in danger. Considering that was a two-way street, Piper wondered if he saw the same emotions in her eyes.
“Are you okay?” she asked. “I know he hurt you bad, I heard you—”
“Shh, I’m fine.” Levi dabbed a reassuring kiss to her mouth. “It wasn’t a physical injury he gave me. It was phantom pain. Hurt like a fucker, though.” He smoothed a hand up her back. “Tell me exactly what happened from start to finish.”
Piper inhaled deeply. “Well, Dez knocked on the front door …” Once she’d relayed the entire story, she added, “How did you find out that Enzo was the one who wanted me dead?”
“I didn’t. Not until Knox pyroported us inside the apartment.”
And what a nifty ability that was.
“I thought that only the nightmare was holding you hostage. We worked out that he was the killer when a guard at the prison hummed that damn song he loved and claimed Janelle’s partner often sang it.”
“Oh. I thought maybe Celeste really had known who’d targeted me.”
Levi snorted. “She didn’t have a single useful thing to say. I’ll tell you all about that conversation later. First, there’s something I need to do.”
Piper frowned. “What?”
“Head to the Chamber.”
“Wait, why?”
“I need to see for myself that the two bastards who wanted you dead are contained, baby. I trust that Knox saw to that, but I need to know it. I have to be sure that they can’t get to you again. Plus, my demon’s not going to settle until it has visual proof of that. I won’t be long. Keenan and Larkin will be right here with you.” He glanced at the harpy. “You’ll stay with her?”
“Of course,” replied Larkin. “If you guys want to sleep in my spare bedroom tonight, feel free to do so. It’s gonna take a while to clean this place up. The damage in the living room is … wow.”
“Thanks, Lark.”
As Knox returned to his side in a burst of flames, Levi pressed a kiss to Piper’s forehead and then said, “I’ll be back soon.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
After Knox pyroported Levi to the Chamber, they walked side by side along the row of cells, only slowing their pace as they approached the one that contained Enzo.
The moment the shithead spotted them through the iron bars, he began struggling to free himself from the shackles. “Let me out!” he yelled, anger and fear warring for supremacy in his manic eyes. “I want out!”
Knox sighed. “No one cares, so you might as well settle down.”
Having nothing more to say to Enzo than he’d already said earlier, Levi didn’t stop at the cell. He continued onto the next one, which now homed Moira’s killer—and would do so for a while. The bastard had a lot of sins to answer for.