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CHAPTER SIX

SELENE

I follow Onyx, my footsteps light, as he leads me through the halls. We follow the sounds of our intruder, stalking them throughout the abandoned asylum. It has been a while since we’ve had someone show up here that we didn’t bring along for our fun.

The game has shifted and now we’ve both become the apex predators, stalking our prey through the darkness.

“Let’s split up,” I whisper, jerking on Onyx’s arm to get him to stop. “We can cover more ground and probably find them faster that way.”

Onyx pauses, his eyes bouncing back and forth between mine. He finally nods and releases my hand before retreating into the shadows. I watch his dark form disappear as he rounds the corner and heads into one of the hallways. I turn down the opposite hallway as I hear his footsteps grow fainter.

My heart pounds erratically in my chest as adrenaline courses through my veins. It isn’t often that I get this out of control, but a hunt like this is different. It is unstable and unpredictable.

Thinking back on it now, we were extremely careless and reckless. Neither of us ever think logically, but I could usually count on Onyx to be a little more calculated than he was tonight. We took a risk by ignoring the person lurking around, knowing there was a dead body for them to find. Us getting caught fucking was the least of my concerns.

It was an exhilarating rush though, taking the chance that we did. It was impulsive and I fucking relished in it.

We can’t let it happen again though. It was too fucking dangerous. If we get caught with a dead body here, every single game that we play is over.

I’m lost in my own thoughts, consumed by the voices in my head that I don’t even realize what I’m doing. I end up walking into the room where Onyx left the body and I find myself standing face to face with our visitor. I have no choice but to think quickly. I don’t have enough time to grab my knife without him seeing me. I have to improvise.

The guy lifts his head, his eyes wide with fright as he glances around the room. “What the fuck?”

My appearance in one of the broken windows catches my gaze. I scan my face and body, knowing that I can use it to my advantage. There’s an angry bruise developing around my neck. My hair is a tangled mess, spilling out of my mask. My clothes are filthy and wrinkled from just being thoroughly fucked against a wall. Onyx left streaks of blood across my skin.

There’s only one way that I can try and play this. I swallow hard, feigning terror and sadness as I turn back to the unknown man. It’s time to play the damsel in distress.

My chin quivers, my bottom lip pouting as I force the tears out of my eyes. “Help me,” I whisper, wrapping my arms around my chest. It’s a futile attempt, as if I’m trying to hold myself together, but in reality, I’m just trying to play my part and sell it.

His brow furrows, tilting his head to the side. “Did you kill him?” he questions me, motioning to the bloody, lifeless body on the floor.

I fight the urge to roll my eyes. It’s disgusting how men just cripple at the sight of a woman who needs help. If he knew what was good for him, he wouldn’t trust me just because I have a pussy in between my legs instead of a dick.

“No.” I shake my head, taking a cautious step toward him. “There’s someone else here. He did it.” I let out a ragged breath. The guy is thoroughly confused and takes a panicked step backwards as I move closer to him. My tears soak my cheeks through my mask and my body shakes as I sob. “Please help me.”

I can feel Onyx’s cum dripping down the side of my leg. It warms my soul, knowing that even though he isn’t with me right now, I’m walking around with a constant fucking reminder of him. I wish he was watching this right now, seeing how well I’m playing the game.

“Why are you wearing a mask?” His voice is an octave higher with fright as he glances around the room again. There’s no one here but us. I swear that I can hear his heart pounding in his chest. I can smell his blood as it rushes through his veins and I’m ready to paint the room red.

“He made me put it on,” I whisper again as I wipe the tears from my face. I bite my bottom lip, trying to keep my expression as emotional as possible. “Please. You’ve got to help me get out of here before he finds me.”

He doesn’t move, standing firmly in place as I walk up to him. His eyes desperately search mine before sweeping over my body. “Did he hurt you? I heard noises throughout the asylum but thought it was just kids in here fucking around.”

I sniffle, nodding. “I got away from him, but I know that he’s looking for me. And I’m afraid of what he’s going to do when he finds me.” For good measure, I glance behind me like I’m expecting to find Onyx standing there waiting for me.

“I forgot my phone in the car. We’ll get out of here and I’ll call the police so they can catch the monster who did this to you and my friend.”

“What’s your name?” I ask him, watching as he turns around to figure out which door to exit through.

He walks between both doors, his back still to me as he offers his name. “Ian.”

As I inch closer to him, I bend down, picking up a broken piece of concrete. Ian moves into one of the doorways, peering out into the hall. He isn’t paying any attention to me as I come up behind him.

“Sorry, Ian,” I whisper, lifting the piece of concrete with my hands as I thrust it into the back of his skull. The blow catches him off guard, making him unsteady on his feet as he trips and falls.

He lands on his hands and knees, rocking back onto the balls of his feet as he lifts his hand to the back of his head. Blood stains his palm red as he pulls it away and glances up at me. “What the hell?”

I smile, cocking my head to the side as I shrug. “No one catches my monster but me.”

Confusion forms on Ian’s face as his mouth opens, but I silence him as I bring the broken concrete down onto the top of his head. The force of the blow instantly knocks him unconscious. His body falls rigid as he slumps onto the floor.

I toss the concrete away and wipe the dust from my hands on my skirt. Moving past Ian, I step out into the hallway and shove my fingers into my mouth, whistling loudly. “You want to play, baby?”

“Where are you?” Onyx calls out in the distance. I don’t miss the urgency in his tone, and I let the sound vibrate through my body. As badly as I want this for myself, I know that Onyx needs it as much as I do. We’ve been building up to this moment and now we’re here.

Even though I want him here to enjoy this with me, it doesn’t mean that I can’t turn it into another game. Something far more ominous than we’ve ever played before.

My lips curl upward into a sinister grin. “Come and find me.”