Page 49 of Knight’s Salvation

“Whoever it is, they’re powerful. They’ve either been topside for a while or blocking all that power to stay under our radar.”

“The ones that came after Mia were different. They knew exactly what they were doing, not like the demons at the cemetery,” Roc said.

Laz scrubbed his hands over his face. “You don’t think Mia’s attack is connected?”

“Fucked if I know.”

A crawling sensation moved over Zenon’s skin and he leaned back, using the wall for support when his knees wanted to give out, as comprehension sank in. Please, fuck no. Was it possible?

Lazarus smiled, flashing straight white teeth. He looked evil as fuck. “Time to pay another visit to our friends downstairs. See if we can maybe jog a few memories.”

“Sounds good. Let me know straight away if you learn something. Rocco, go with him. Make sure he doesn’t kill anyone,” Chaos said then motioned Gunner over and they headed out as well.

“Kryos,” Zenon called.

“What’s up?” The other warrior turned, brow raised.

“I have to leave. Not sure how long. I don’t want Mia to leave my room, and I don’t want her on her own. Do you think you could send Meredith down to keep her company?”

“Sure.” Kryos studied him and it took all of Zenon’s effort to look casual and not as out of his mind as he felt. “You need someone at your back?”

He shook his head. “I’m good.”

“You sure?”

He nodded, now too far gone to speak.

“I’ll go talk to Meredith.”

Zenon walked out the doors and onto the balcony then shifted, letting his demon free as he took to the skies.

The flight didn’t take long, and as soon as he landed in front of the penthouse balcony doors he pushed his demon back before she had a chance to. Ignoring the door handle, he kicked the thing off its hinges. Helena stood in the middle of the room, perfect, nothing out of place. A small smile lifted the corners of her glossy lips.

“This is a nice surprise.” She lifted an elegant shoulder. “I wasn’t sure you’d come.”

Zenon didn’t stop, didn’t slow. He kept on going even after he wrapped his fingers around her slender throat, backing her up until she slammed into the nearest wall hard enough to leave a bitch-sized dent.

Her eyes widened but she didn’t fight. She slid her tongue across her pointed teeth. “Has something upset you, pet?”

“Somehow you’re controlling the rogues, getting them to stir shit…going after demi. Why?”

“I’m flattered, but you give me too much credit. I can assure you it’s not me.”

“Don’t give me that shit.”

“Have you had a chance to talk to Amen yet?” she asked, ignoring him.

“What?”

“How did your knight friends react when they learned what you really are?”

His stomach bottomed out. “You knew he’d recognize me. You set me up?”

“Of course. Why else do you think he sat back and let you take him in? I thought seeing him might remind you of your place.”

She’d planted Amen in the compound just to mess with him, to humiliate him in front of his brothers. She was only happy when she was fucking him over. He forced himself not to react. “You need a hobby. Maybe you could take up sewing. Make those little voodoo dolls and spend your days sticking me with pins.”

Her gaze narrowed. “It’s time to stop playing with your new friends. I’ve had more than enough of this place.”