Kasadya Hellhound Twisted (30 page)

“Nanini, charm him!” I yelled with everything I had in me.

On her side she looked up at me confused. “Say what?”

“You are his charm, you must feed his emotions with yours, you must calm him,” Lada explained for me. Never did I expect this to unfold before me. I was stressing so hard about my charm, that I never considered who would be Max’s charm.

My parents’ words came crashing over me, they hated each other just like them, and now I watched as Nanini drew in deep breaths and placed her hands over his eyes. Slowly but surely Max started to calm down, Nanini holding on for dear life, while feeding him with her emotions. Those bones sticking out of his wings started to retreat back inside. His size started to shrink, until he was just normal. And finally, after what seemed like hours, he was back in human form looking at Nanini still wrapped around his neck. “Gah!” Nanini yelled, releasing him and jumping up away from him.

Still in utter shock I realized that it was very quiet around us. I looked at the guys with the female hellhound and found Caim and the female now also normal sprawled out just looking at each other. Chax chose that moment to shift in, followed by the other Dominus Custos and Seth. Serious he looked around at the scene before him. Nanini was jumping around yelling, “Eeeew!” and rubbing at her arms and legs. Max was still on the ground looking at her in shock.

Caim and the female were not moving either. “Kasadya Levourne, what in Heaven’s name have you done!” Chax yelled at me. I looked at him and found him standing over a headless Ryan. My heart hitched in my throat as the first real heartache broke out of me. Tears streamed down my face as the vision of my friend was covered with them. Lada embraced me and I cried into her, Ryan is dead because of me.

“Move away from her!” Chax yelled.

“Chax, wait! We can explain,” Lada tried to tell him.

“
I said move
!” The fury in his voice sent a shockwave through me. Lada backed away as he stalked over. Tears still streamed down my face and I didn’t look at him, I knew what was waiting for me. “You will look at me,” he growled out. But I didn’t, I couldn’t. Everything ever said about me just came true. “
Look at me
!” he yelled again.

Finding some strength, I looked up at him. “You killed him,” he said, standing over me. “You are the reason we lost a team member today.” I have never seen him this mad, his eyes spoke of death. “You will carry this failure alone,” he condemned me. “And I will make sure that you never try anything like this again.” He turned around to look at the others.

His eyes landed on Caim and the female. “Zurita, I am so sorry,” he said, walking over to her. Caim had removed himself from her and stood there, unable to take his eyes of her. She in return was looking at the cave, her eyes about to shed tears.

“She took them,” she said, turning around to look at Chax. “The demon consort took the relics.” Tears were falling from her eyes.

Demon consort? The thought ran through my mind. Kali took them, not a demon. Chax’s head whipped around at me. “Two thousand years we have guarded the relics, two thousand years. Zurita offer up her life to protect them,” Chax snapped. I was confused and didn’t understand why she would say something like that. “You just gave away the only weapons, that if combined, can bring down the wall around Hell and set loose every demon inside it,” Chax finished, disgust all over his face.

“What? Why?” I staggered, unable to understand his words. He walked to tower over me again.

“I could never reach her mind because it belonged to a prince,” he confessed. My heart slammed into me with a furious thump. I tried to breathe but couldn’t. No, that can’t be right. No, they are making a mistake.

“No, she had a death charm placed on her, she wasn’t his consort,” I tried to explain.

“Who told you it was a death charm. Me? Another fallen? Or the very creature that played you from the start?” he asked. Everything slammed into me at once. The day she shifted us to Hell, the day he returned her to me. All of it! I shook my head, unable to believe it. “Caim, take Zurita to our home and ensure that she is taken care of,” Chax started to instruct. He turned to the rest. “You will all report back to my home. If you so much as step outside of it, I will bestow a punishment upon you that you will never forget.”

In shock I sat there against a rock and watched as they all shifted out. Ben and Max wanted to retrieve Ryan but Chax stopped them. They all left, leaving me alone with Chax and the other Custos, who still stood there not saying a word. Seth and Arianna stood waiting for their orders. “Seth, seeing that you and Arianna had a part in this, you two will ensure that he finds his resting place,” he said, indicating Ryan’s body. Seth and Arianna walked over to Ryan and without uttering a word collected him and shifted out.

“What will we do with her?” Thonyn asked.

“I say we destroy her now before she destroys all of us,” Jules said, pleasure on her face. 

“Will you condemn her to death so easily?” Vulcan asked, looking at Jules.

They all stood and waited for Chax, who had his back to everyone, to say something. He stood there not uttering a word.

“Chax, we must decide,” Thonyn pushed on. I watched as Chax turned around and looked at them.

“I will punish her,” he declared, his face still furious.

“And how would we know if the punishment was befitting the crime?” Jules asked, her poisonous eyes on me. Vulcan looked at me as well, his face told me how disappointed he was, and how in trouble I am.

“Her punishment will be spoken of for centuries to come,” Chax declared, my shocked eyes watching his.

“And how could you keep her under control, now with her born so close?” Thonyn asked.

“She won’t be able to move without my consent, she won’t be able to speak without my consent but most of all her mind will not think without my consent,” Chax declared and I heard my breathing hitch with those words. Those eyes he had with the hellhound’s murder were back and looking straight at me, no mercy showed in them. He was really going to punish me! Oh my God! My heart slammed into my chest over and over. “And when I am done with her,” those eyes looked at me, “it will be the perfection I choose, and no other.”

“Then we will leave it to you. But be warned, Chax, one more failure and we will destroy her ourselves,” Thonyn warned him.

Chax nodded at him, then turned to face me again. “If she fails, I will destroy her myself,” he declared.

“Chax,” Vulcan interrupted, but Chax held up his hand to him.

“No, I have stepped aside and let fate take control, knowing full well that it cannot be. I am sorry, but this time I will do as I see fit,” Chax dismissed him.

“But what about—” Vulcan asked, stepping closer to Chax.

“We cannot continue on like this!” Chax cut him off, furious with him.

Vulcan shook his head. “Something like that, Chax, can never be found again,” he finished and shifted out.

I witnessed my own trial, never once speaking up to try and defend myself. Thonyn and Jules shifted out a few seconds after Vulcan. And I was left with Chax, who stood with his back to me again.

“Know this, Kasadya. Not even the archangels will be able to save you if you even think about crossing me again,” he finally said, and with that last word he force shifted me out. My final thought before the shift was simple, “Death can claim me now.”

          C
hapter 20             

I was
shifted into an unfamiliar room. Chax walked away, leaving me on the floor. My back was still broken, it would take maybe a day or two before it would be healed, so I had nowhere to go. I couldn’t even go sit on the chair I saw to my left. I braced myself on my arms, and when I pushed up, they were shaking like mad. I bit down, trying to bite down the pain shooting into my body.

Only then did I notice that my wings laid spread out at my side. This is going to hurt like hell. Closing my eyes, I prepared for the pain and returned to human form, the pain ripping through my entire body. I dropped to the floor again, my breath puffing over the cold tiled floor. I heard footsteps, but didn’t try to look up.

What would be the use? I was a walking corpse, just waiting for the expire button to be pushed, but I was now certain that Chax would be the one to kill me. Any other options were nonexistent now. I felt him at my side and moved my eyes to look at his feet, his boots coming into view. He stood there, breathing hard but not doing anything.

My heart rate picked up again, a lot of possibilities ran through my mind. What was he waiting for? Finally he crouched and grabbed my arm, yanking it up towards him. I screamed from the pain, and looking up at him tears ran down my face. His face cold and hard as he held my arm out, and I watched as a cuff was slammed over my wrist.

No!
I can’t do this again! He reached for my other hand, and I tried to fight him, but injured and unable to use my full strength I was no match. With a sharp snap he had my other hand up in the air, and the other cuff was slammed onto it, sealing it tight. I was choking; no air was going into my lungs. I tried to crawl away, tried to flee a fate I knew too well.

He was moving away from me, walking back into the same direction. I grabbed a cuff and tried to break it. Desperate, I shifted to hellhound and tried again. Weapon! My mind screamed at me. I reached and grabbed the small dagger I always keep on my thigh. With much effort I finally had it and brought it back to the cuff. Straightening to cut if off, it just slipped and cut me open. I screamed, furious that after everything I would have these things back on me.

I heard him returning and tried to crawl away from him, but this time his boot ended up on my back, pressing me down. “Chax please, take them off!” I pleaded with him, but he didn’t even reply. Next I felt my body being tugged. Confused, I turned my head to try and see what he was doing. In the view I had of him, he ripped off my jacket the force picking me up briefly before I slammed into the floor again.

“What are you doing?!” I tried again, but he was clearly not going to talk to me. I felt his hand on my top and froze. Would he? Again I was picked up into the air; the ripping sound of my top registered before cool air enveloped my torso. Dear God in Heaven what was he doing? I struggled trying to get him off, trying to slam him with my wings, but with my back broken they didn’t want to work.

I felt pressure on my back, and looked again. He was sitting on me, and my eye caught the shine of something metal. He was going to slice me! I screamed and fought with everything I had to give. “Chax!” I yelled at him, and then I felt the sting of something pressing into my shoulder. I reared up and he pressed me down again, pinning me to the floor. “What are you doing?” I begged him. No answer came, but a burning sensation and pain was spreading over my shoulder.

Stopping, he started to speak, but the words were unclear to me. He leaned forward and grabbed my hands, his hands covering the cuffs. The same sensation spread from my shoulder to my wrists. I laid there in shock. What’s going on? He finished and got off me, leaving me on the floor, my bare torso pressing into the cold tile. Instinctively I covered my chest with my arms by tucking them under me.