The Pentagram Child: Part 1 (Afterlife Saga Book 5) by Stephanie Hudson

heads!” I said motioning with my hands as I got more animated and my Liverpool accent came through thicker. 
    “I know what a badger is, Keira now ‘nowty’ on the other hand…”
    “It means angry, annoyed, irritated, fuming, livid, foot stomping mad…pretty much all the things I am right now!”  
    “Right, if you are quite finished shouting at me I will expla…”
    “Oh no, I am not finished, not by a long shot you bast…!” I started shouting at him only to be interrupted just like I had done to him, only his way was far more effective.
    “Alright, have it your way!” He said before bending suddenly and jamming his shoulder in my belly before hoisting me up and over his shoulder.
    “Hey! What are you doing? Put me down right now!” I shouted bent over with my hair trailing down the back of his legs. I tried to push myself up, shamefully loving the fact I had to use his beautiful behind as leverage. I managed it for only a second or two before slipping on the smooth material of his suit trousers.
    “You can’t do this, Draven!”
    “I think you will find I am doing it just fine!” He snapped back as he continued to carry me to somewhere I couldn’t see.
    “Are you guys just going to sit there or are you going to help me?!” I said looking sideways and upside down at Vincent and Sophia.
    “Nope.”
    “Nada.” They both said at the same time making me growl.
    “Fine! Traitors!” At this I started to shake on Draven’s shoulder as he started to laugh. Bloody laugh! The audacity of this man knew no bounds!
    “Come now, you really think either of them could stop me…have you forgotten all of your time with me already?” He asked still clearly amused. I tried to fold my arms in frustration but in the end I had to use my hands to brace myself as I just looked like one of those nodding bobble heads that was all the rage years ago.
    “A girl can try,” I said acting bitchy but his continued laughter told me I didn’t quite pull it off. I huffed at the sound and listened to a pair of heavy doors opening. This was when I really started to panic. I started to tug on his shirt in desperation.
    “No Draven…wait, just wait a minute!” He immediately stopped laughing on hearing my pleading.
    “You’re fine”
    “No! Where are you taking me…please…please don’t take me back there.” I said feeling myself losing it quickly.
    “Keira, what is it...what’s wrong?” I heard another door being opened and my heart sank as I closed my eyes not wanting to see it again. I couldn’t. It would kill me! I felt him lower me down his front and another shiver shot through me.
    “Keira, open your eyes.” He ordered gently and I dug my palms over my eyes and shook my head feeling the tears forming beneath them.
    “Tell me what is it…? Talk to me.” I felt him reach up and try to pry my hands from my eyes and when I put up a resistance he simply pulled harder. My strength gave in knowing there was little point when up against someone like Draven. Still, I kept my eyes firmly shut.
    “I don’t understand why you won’t…wait, what is it you said before we came in here…don’t take you back there…that’s what you said.” He was starting to piece it together and it suddenly felt like my heart was lodged firmly in my throat, ready to fall at his feet.
    “Keira, where do you think you are?” He asked me this as though he was talking to an unstable mental person with a gun in her hand.
    “Your bed chamber. ” I whispered shamefully trying to pull my arms from his hold but it was useless. For long moments there was an overwhelming silence between us and I knew Draven was using this time to think about why I would feel this way about going back to that room. It was when I heard him exhale a heavy sigh that I knew the truth of the matter had hit him.
    I was terrified at what going back in that room would do to me. Afterlife was one thing and seeing Draven in it another, these were all