Love and Decay, Volume Eight (Episodes 9-12, Season Three) Read Online Free

wasn’t alive
anymore. I could have kept up the lie that I knew he almost
believed.
    But then again, I really needed him to open
this cell. I took a step forward and pushed back my shoulders.
“Somewhere you will never find her.”
    The air sparked around him as his fury shot
through the roof. “I’ll find her,” he snarled. “And when I do, I’m
going to kill her . When I find her, I’m going to gut her
from throat to stomach and let the Feeders feast on her useless
body. I’m going to throw her body to the animals and let you watch
her disappear piece by fleshy piece. Mark my words.”
    Hot fear surged through my system and I felt
like crying. Not Page. That would never happen to Page. I
gathered my courage and held his steady gaze. “Just as long as she
doesn’t kill you first.”
    He spit out a bitter laugh. “Right.” More
insane laughter cackled through the room. “That child isn’t strong
enough to lift a weapon to kill me.”
    Adrenaline spiked through my blood as I
sucked in a quick breath and pushed words out I had kept locked up.
I knew Matthias wanted Page, but I didn’t think even he knew for
sure how Linley died. I saw the suspicion flicker through him; I
watched it drive the desire to find her. But he couldn’t be sure.
Not until I gave him confirmation.
    “Does your wife feel the same way? Is she as
confident that Page is as harmless as you think she is?”
    Matthias’s face flooded purple and for a
second I thought he might choke on his tongue. “ What did you
say ?”
    “I was just wondering if Linley felt the same
way about Page? Does Linley have an opinion on what Page may
or may not be able to kill?”
    “Get the keys!” Matthias shouted. “Hand me
the goddamn keys!”
    Someone complied and in seconds Matthias had
the cell door ripped open. He stared at me, his eyes black holes of
evil. I suppressed my victorious smile, even as every man in the
room trained their guns on us.
    “Bring him to me,” Matthias ordered.
    I took a step forward before his words truly
registered. Him. Bring him to me.
    I lifted my gaze to meet Matthias’s enraged
glare. “I blame you for her death too,” he told me in a rumbling
growl. “You’re just as responsible.” He paused to breathe and I
could see that it took great effort for him to calm his choking
anger long enough to inhale and exhale something worthwhile. “So
you will suffer like I did. Like I do . I will put you
through what I have been through and then I will let you live long
enough to feel this pain every day forward.” He stared at me,
letting his words sink in and making sure that I understood his
intention. “Bring me Hendrix,” he ordered again. “So that I can put
a bullet through his brain.”

Chapter Two
     
    “ No .” The word made no sound as it
slipped from my lips. It was a cry from my heart, a ragged plea
from my soul.
    I stood there in shock as men shoved through
the narrow door to grab Hendrix from behind me. He kicked at them
and threw a punch, fighting off their hold.
    I couldn’t move or think. My brain refused to
accept that this was happening.
    That I had made it happen.
    Someone knocked into me and I tripped off
balance. The harsh movement snapped my senses back in place. My
heart pounded painfully against my chest and my body became a
weapon that had been molded through three years of near death
experiences.
    I grabbed Hendrix’s hand as it flew by me.
Our gazes met for a brief second and I could have sworn the
bastard, the bastard that I loved, winked at me.
    I launched myself at one of the assholes
trying to take Hendrix away. My fingernails clawed at whatever skin
I could reach, drawing blood and coming away packed with skin. The
man shouted out his pain and backhanded me across the face. The
impact landed on my jaw, punching pain through my face.
    I landed on my feet and jumped back into the
fray. I attacked the guy a second time, yanking his hair from his
scalp and clawing at his eyes.
    Tyler,