Fly Away

A Stranger In His Bed

*Spring's POV*

I groaned as I felt myself wake from my forced slumber. I shot straight up frightfully as I realized I was in an unfamiliar bed, which was a terrible decision as I felt pain shoot through every part of my body in merciless agony.

"Yeah, I wouldn't move if I were you. That was quite the fall." A demonic voice purred from behind me. Unable to move, I couldn't tell what the figure looked like.

Then a rather attractive male came into my sight, his seafoam eyes bored into my soul. Dark black hair swirled messily upon his head. Scars speckled his face and his toned tan arms, his intimidating gaze sparked fear from within me. What caught my attention the most was the two ragged looking bat wings and snake like tail poking out from his muscled body.

"Who are you? What do you want of me?" I asked calmly, remembering all the lessons my siblings taught me to do in this type of situation.

"I am Hollow. Well, that isn't of importance at the moment. What matters is that no one knows you're here." I had to agree with him on that. By the sweltering heat and the screams of anguish in the background, in conclusion my estimate is that we are in hell.

"BIG BRO! TIME TO EAT!" I was startled by a girlish voice hollering from the other side of the closed bedroom door. I saw Hollow flinch at the noise, he huffed out an agitated sigh.

"Is that your mate?" I felt a little jealousy towards to the woman, but I understood seeing how he was quite the looker.

"Hell no. That is my younger sister, Hound. She may be an airhead but she is pretty good at uncovering secrets. So stay here until I come back with your dinner." Before I had time to respond, he swiftly shut the door.