Page 47 of Resurrection
“Well, it’s true.” Sucking in a rickety breath and wiping tears, I bite my lips to stop myself from laughing more. “I might be naïve, as everyone wants to point out, but I’m not stupid.”
“Sebastian will sooner let the Council drain him dry than allow anything to happen to you, little one. You should know that by now.” After he collects himself, Marcus turns to me earnestly.
“If it fits his plans and aspirations? I have no doubt.” Taking a long, deep breath, I blow it out slowly. “I might be crazy with a split personality and turn into a beast at night, but I’m not that far gone to not understand my situation, Marcus.” Glancing sideways, I see him watching me intently. “I’m just a chess piece to Sebastian. A pawn that he will sacrifice without a blink of an eye to achieve whatever it is he is trying to do in his game of chess. Let’s not delude ourselves, huh?”
“If you truly believe that, why are you so calm and complaisant?” The fact that he doesn’t refute my words says a lot.
“Because just like him, I have a plan, too.” Pulling my knees up, I hug them to my chest. “I’ll need help if I want to succeed. Since he is using me, I’ll use him too.” Shrugging a shoulder, I push away the heaviness the idea of Sebastian not caring brings. “It’s only fair.”
“You going to tell me about this plan?” Turning sideways, he leans back on his elbows, sprawling next to me as if testing to see how close to going nuts I am.
“I’m going to destroy the Council.” Clenching my fists, I’m happy the stench in the sewer masks the scent of Marcus.
Yup. Apparently, I’m a hussy when the monster takes over. She doesn’t care who it is as long as it’s a man.But you care. You only want Sebastian.The stupid voice starts yapping in my head.
“Isn’t that the same with what Sebastian wants?”
“You are not listening.” Turning to finally lock eyes with him, I give him a heinous smile. “I’m not going to kill the Council members and call it a day. I’m going to enjoy killing them of course, but after I’m done, there will be no Council or thrones left for anyone to take over. This nightmare ends with them.”
“And then what?” I can tell I made him uneasy, but he tries to hide it. “We will leave everyone to do whatever they want, without anyone there to hold them accountable?”
Shrugging one shoulder again, I stare at the swirling, murky water at my feet. I couldn’t care less about what happens after that. I just want the Council to pay.
“And after you destroy the Council, April? What then, little one?” He keeps prodding.
“After I’m done with them, I’m going to destr…”
My words get cut off when Marcus slaps his large hand over my mouth. Lucky too, because like an idiot, I was about to tell him I plan to destroy his Sire, as well. Outraged, I lift my hands, ready to shred him to pieces, but the intense look on his face and his gaze locked on the tunnels instead of me stills my movement. When he cocks his head to the side, I stop snarling and strain to hear what riled him up. For long moments, I hear nothing. Just when I grab hold of his hand to remove it from my mouth, a faint whisper, so low I’m not sure I didn’t imagine it, reaches my ears.
Locking eyes with Marcus, we wait for a little longer before he tilts his chin at my mouth, silently asking if I’ll stay quiet. Glaring, I smack his hand away, lifting off the ground. He doesthe same and points at the tunnel on our left. With a nod, I follow behind him to see who else is hiding in my sewer. I might be living in a dream penthouse now, but this is still mine. Excitement for the upcoming violence surges through me, and my fangs slide out of my gums. Oh, yes. This sewer is mine, and whoever it is will find that out the hard way.
Right before I rip their gullet out with my teeth.
Chapter Forty-Five
Keeping to the side, our shoulders grazing the sodden walls, we stalk through the dark tunnel. There are no lightbulbs here, the pitch-black appearing as glittery gray to my eyes. The dripping of water is the only sound, apart from the murmurs that are becoming clearer the closer we get to the other side.
Marcus stops, and I place my hand between his shoulder blades, leaning on my toes to see what halted our progress. The exit is a few feet away, dimly lit by one of the lights nailed in the ceilings. A couple of shadows shift on the walls, indicating whoever is talking is very close. Speaking in such low voices means they are not human. How they didn’t hear us before we noticed their presence is beyond me. It’s not like I was trying to be quiet. The whole time I called this sewer home, there had never been anyone else here but me. Well, me and the two traitors that sold me out to become what I loathed most. Pushing all thoughts of Sara and Eddie from my mind, I follow Marcus when he glides forward.
“I told you this is useless,” a familiar voice rasps, but I can’t place it to save my life.
“Shut up and do as you are told unless you want to end up cleaved in pieces,” a bored-sounding man answers. It seems familiar, too, and it frustrates the hell out of me that I can’t recall who they are.
“If they didn’t promise me a place higher up the ladder I would’ve gone with the Italians. First, I have to babysit, and now, I’m crawling through sewers like vermin.” Growling, the first person sounds angry, and my body jolts when I remember where I’ve heard them before.
Mutt saved me, so they didn’t find me between the buildings the night I went looking for medicine. The two idiots were sitting above my head on the fire escape, keeping an eye on the hotel. What are the chances that the same two are here now?
“I would watch my tongue if I were you,” a smooth female voice speaks, and my skin prickles from the power that blasts the air. “Have you found anything?”
Marcus turns his head to look at me over his shoulder, wide-eyed. It doesn’t boost my confidence much. Apart from the Council, nothing else spooks him out. Well, Sebastian does, but he is a jerk and has that effect on everyone. At my questioning gaze, Marcus barely shakes his head, moving his attention back to whoever it is that joined the two idiots.
“Nothing apart from rats…and a stray cat,” the bored one says with a strain in his voice.
“Good. I will tell the others. We will be fine here for a couple of days to think of a way to proceed if Khan’s plan backfires. You should try to join the pathetic rebellion and be useful for once. Go bring me information that I can use.”
“Should we go now?” the other one asks with a whine in his voice. “We searched everywhere, no one is in this damn place. We will try again to gain entrance in the hotel.”
“You can leave after I am gone. And you better not say a word to anyone about this, or you will wish you were dead.”
