I’m okay. I’ve finally made a few new friends.”
“I know,” she sighed. “It makes me miss you more,...
What the hell?” I muttered. Then I realized it was Jack Quinn’s car. Jack was a Hound and Bea’s boyfriend. The left blinker flashed on for just a second, and then Jack drove at speed again.
“Zayvion, I’m sorry to tell you I think I have a crush on another man.”
“Who is this unfortunate and soon-to-be-dead fool?” he asked.
“Jack. That’s his car. He must have been waiting for us, or maybe he followed us.”
“Jack Quinn has been following us?” Shame said.
“And now he’s taking us to Collins, I think.”
“Or a trap,” Shame said.
“He’s a Hound, Shame.”
“My statement stands.”
“You still don’t get it, do you?” I turned left, following the car. “Hounds are loyal. Jack and Bea told me they’d help me if they could. They’re not going to turn against me while I’m in trouble.”
“What happens when you’re not in trouble?” Shame asked.
“Don’t know. It’s never happened.
…I noticed you don’t have any self-defense training…”
“…I can handle myself just fine.”
She stared at me for a long, uncomfortable moment. Finally, “In the very short time I’ve known you, you have been chased, shot, robbed, stabbed, drugged, and attacked by magic.”
“I’m still breathing, aren’t I?
…Keep your magic to yourself, missy.”
“Like I’d want my magic mixing with yours anyway.
I did win, you know,” I said.
“No, you didn’t.”
“Yes, I did. I knocked you out.”
“Stunned me. I wasn’t unconscious.”
“Oh, please, save it for the preacher. You were out cold.
I got you here, like I promised I would. I wish...I wish I could've seen your Eden, but this place isn't for me. It never was. I have to find my own place in the world."
Bending down, I brushed my lips to his. "Goodbye, Ezekiel,
I sheathed my blade and glared at him. "And here I almost thought you weren't a complete bastard."
"Well, that's your mistake, not mine.
Oh, don't mind me," came an extremely sarcastic voice near the wall. “You two go ahead and make out–I'll just sit here and bleed quietly.
Julie KagawaTag: humor love vampires julie-kagawa allie zeke jackal page-213
This is the most I have ever been in the sewers in one place. If someone had said to me a month ago, 'Hey, Jackal, guess where you'll be spending most of your time in New Covington? Ankle-deep in shit!' I would've ripped their lips off.
Julie KagawaTag: humour allie sewers kanin jackal
Allison."
I almost collapsed in relief. "Yeah," I whispered, forcing a pained smile as he stared at me as if I were a ghost. "It's me. Damn you, Kanin. You were a pain in the ass to find, you know that?"
Kanin didn't answer. Without warning, his hands rose, pressing to either side of my face as I went rigid. His stare was awed, hopeful, as if he couldn't quite believe I was real and had to touch me to make sure I wasn't a phantom.
"You're here." I barely caught the whisper, and Kanin's eyes closed again as he bowed his head. It was a broken sound, a man desperately grasping at the last thread of hope, when he had been in the darkness for so long. "You came."
And, as I stood, shocked, against the wall of the cell, Kanin sank to his knees in front of me, holding the backs of my legs. The top of his bowed head pressed against my thighs. "You came," he repeated, a chant holding him to sanity. I swallowed the lump in my throat and touched his broad shoulders, biting my lips to keep the tears in check, as the cell door opened with a creak, and the Prince beckoned us both to freedom.
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