Chapter Twenty-Four
Kory
If I never see another demon it'll be too soon. At least this nightmare is almost at an end.
I look at the guy from the club, chained to the dungeon wall where Rudy and his sons were previously. There's no sign of them now, and I have no desire to know what happened to them. I don't need that knowledge rattling around in my head and blindsiding me in my dreams. I want this to be done.
"He's one of The Fallen," Ravock says, like that's supposed to mean something.
"The Fallen?" I ask.
"Nephilim mafia, little mouse."
"Okay. But what does that mean in the context of our situation?"
"It means, I need to make a phone call. Elyon has some explaining to do."
Ravock leaves the rest of us in the dungeon with the captured Nephilim.
"Do we really need to stick around for the rest of this?" Hex asks. "We got Kory back, which was our whole purpose. Ravock got his thief. He can handle it from here."
"After everything I've been through, I think I deserve to hear the endgame," I say before Mason can respond.
"The short of it is, this delicious morsel decided to go rogue and try to build a demon force to rival the numbers of The Fallen.
Our betrayer here wanted to be the top Nephilim and take over the organization.
Tale as old as time. Now, everyone out. I've got a prisoner to deal with and an upcoming meeting with the head of The Fallen," Ravock says, breezing back into the room.
Apparently, we're not moving fast enough because he raises his voice. "Shoo! Scram!"
Everyone files out, splitting to go their separate ways.
For a brief moment, I wonder if anyone remembers I didn't come here voluntarily and have no ride, but then Hex's MC brothers head out, leaving him standing by his bike.
'Let's go home, love." he calls to me. Motorcycles aren't my favorite thing, but I trust Hex, and that makes riding less nerve racking.
As I reach Hex, Jericho pulls up next to us and Mason rolls down the car window.
"I'm going to pack up some stuff. I'll be over to the cabin as soon as I'm done."
Now that the danger has passed, we have to deal with the relationship stuff. I don't know if I'm ready, but I don't want to push Mason away if he's going to make an effort. Besides, it's not me he has to grovel to. Mason has to prove himself to Hex first and foremost.
"See you soon," I reply, hoping it's the truth. If he bails again, there may be no saving us.