The doors slid open, and the huge Otherworld males stepped free.
“Over here, female,” I called out, then walked down the length of the cell block and stopped at the last prison. After using the key card, the door slid open. I moved back just as Odhran stepped out.
The big Lycan had his head tilted to the side as he stared at me, and when I tipped my chin in the nymph’s direction, Odhran slowly turned his head and looked at her.
I cocked my head to the side as I watched Odhran and his mate lock eyes and just stare at each other for long moments. And then she was running toward him.
I turned to give them privacy as I went and released the rest of the Otherworld creatures. Only after the beasts were free did I turn back to Odhran. He held his mate tightly, murmuring words to her in Gaelic.
“I hate to break up the happy reunion, but you two need to get the fuck out of here before shit hits the fan,” I said in a low, gruff tone. “Go, take your female. Get far away from here.”
“Sebastian, come with us.” Odhran’s voice was firm and strong.
I shook my head. “I’m burning this motherfucker to the ground, bathing in its ashes, and cleaning my teeth with the bones of the one named Tore.” I grinned as I thought about the head of this demented operation, the human who was responsible for taking Adryan’s mate and creating so much suffering within my kind.
“Go, follow the carnage and bodies. They’ll lead you outside.” I tipped my head toward the hall.
Odhran stayed silent for only a second before nodding once. “Good luck. Destroy them all.”
I stared at Odhran for a moment before I let a sadistic smile spread across my face.
That was my fucking plan.
I watched Odhran rush out with his female, and I felt a strange stirring in my chest, one I wouldn’t think too hard on. But it was also one I couldn’t ignore.
Fucking longing. That’s what this feeling was.
I didn’t need a mate. I didn’t need anything but the violence and rage rushing through my veins as I took down this group of miscreants who would hurt and torture my kind for the sake of entertainment.
That’s what I told myself over and over again as I pictured Odhran with his female, the pure happiness and relief reflected in his face as he stared at her. This male was fucking devoted. I knew he’d spoon out his own fucking heart just to make her happy.
I blocked any and everything out that didn’t have to do with the violent need for revenge and started opening the cells.
The security and locks were down, the magic wavering but tolerable.
I let out Vox and Bane from their cells, two Otherworld assholes I’d heard bickering nonstop since I got here.
A demon and an Angelis.
Bane, the demon asshole, stared at me, most likely contemplating going at me to let out all the clear aggression.
“We can fight each other,” I snarled, not the least bit intimidated. “It’ll be a brutal fight, what with a big bastard like you, but I’ve never lost a fight yet.” I stared into his eyes. “Never fought a demon before either, but there’s a first time for everything.” I slowly grinned, letting him see my fangs elongate with the thrill of a murdering rampage filling me. “Or we can burn this motherfucker to the ground and kill all these Assembly guards.”
Bane’s nostrils flared, and his eyes glowed as he growled before he stalked off. Vox, the winged Angelis fucker, grinned as he watched Bane leave.
“He’s a temperamental bitch.” Vox laughed. He cracked his clawed hands, and rolled his head around his neck. The energy cracked around him as he unfurled his black wings, talons tipping the ends, the span massive.
A moment later Vox was gone, heading toward the corridor Bane had just disappeared down.
I was confident those two would have a body count that rivaled mine.
And then I went to fucking work on painting the floors and walls red.
I freed as many Otherworld creatures as I could in between killing and maiming guards, but when I was about to go deeper within the facility and pick off any stragglers, I felt a shift in the air, a thickening coating my blood-soaked skin.
It made it hard to breathe, made it impossible to think clearly.
But I still destroyed any human who crossed me, still ripped out throats and drank my fill of blood. I reveled in the violence that made me stronger.
Nothing was going to stop me… nothing until a massive blast pulsated all around me before throwing me across the corridor. The sound of my skull cracking against the cinder block was the last thing I remembered.
Chapter
Three
Sebastian
I didn’t remember shit after a massive blast and being knocked out, but I felt like I should have known where the fuck I was after waking up.