Page 117 of Legion
“Yep, we’re quite the pair.”
“You’re good for him.I didn’t think he’d ever take a mate—legions struggle with relationships, and they don’t always stake such claims.Plus, Luka is ...well, Luka.”
“A very solitary being,” she elaborated.
“Exactly.And he seemed fine with that.I figured he’d find it impossible to properly trust another woman so deeply anyway.I’m glad to be wrong.”
“I shared your beliefs at one time, so—”
“Naomi Chamberlain?”a voice called out.
She tracked it, her head whipping to the side.A man was casually approaching them, nothing aggressive in his body language.Nonetheless, her insides seized.Because she recognized him straight away.
Stefan.
Konstantin slipped in front of her—for a tank, he could move fast.“Who are you?”
“Just a friend of her anchor,” Stefan told him.His head peeked around her bodyguard, and his eyes locked with hers again.“We met briefly at the psychic store, remember?”
Her demon studied him closely, not sensing that he meant Naomi any harm but still not wanting him near her.“I remember.”
“Can we talk?”He lifted his hands in a gesture of peace.“I just have some questions.”
“I’m not interested in answering them.There’s nothing I can tell you that Daniel Phillips won’t have put in his report, so ...”
Konstantin shot her a look over his shoulder.“Hehired the PI?”
“Yes,” she replied.
The bodyguard shifted, blocking Stefan’s view of her.“It’s time you left.”A firm statement.
“I don’t intend to hurt her or anything,” Stefan assured him.“I just want to talk to her.”
“She doesn’t want to talk to you—she’s made that clear.So I don’t give a damn what you want.”
“But—”
“You have five seconds—no more, no less—to get in your car and get the fuck out of here,” Konstantin warned.
Stefan let out a loud sigh.“Oh, come on.”
“One ...two ...three—”
Pitch-black darkness fell.Pitch-black.It seemed thick and endless, like she was standing in a void.
The fuck?
Her demon shot to full alertness as her heart began to race and—
Pain slammed into Naomi’s head—sharp, heavy, hard.She sucked in a breath, stars bursting behind her eyelids, her stomach heaving.
She swayed, her legs trembling as pulsing waves of agony reverberated through her skull.The world seemed to be spinning around her.A world still sodark.
She fell to her knees, balancing on the mere edge of consciousness.Noise.There was so much noise.
Alarmed shouts.Pained cries.Crackles of magick.Hisses of hellfire.
She only distantly registered it, the agony racking her head all-consuming.It stole her breath, her focus, her strength.And it just kept battering at her.
