I demanded as Jason shoved me into his car. “A clusterfuck, that’s what.” His familiar face was set into cold stone, even his blond hair not daring to move out of place. “Not really an answer, Grimes.” He shoved the key into the ignition and as soon as the engine roared to life, he tore ass out of there. Jason didn’t look at me and didn’t speak further. “Where the fuck were you? I could have died.” When all else fails, play the guilt card. I didn’t use it often, but with Grimes, it was my ace in the hole. “No, Hill. You’re a goddamn Darkyrie. They don’t die, they just get angry.” He swung the car around a corner and bumped my head on the window. The one man I thought had been a constant had lied to me. About everything. He knew what I was. Who I was. He’d obviously set me up to be alone with Astrid. I still didn’t know if what she’d done to me would help me or hurt me in my ascension. She was a Valkyrie, and as a Darkyrie, I was her polar opposite.
