“You shouldn’t have fallen for me.” I pulled out the necklace she’d worn the night she died. Delicate and beautiful like the woman who’d worn it.
I placed it on the casket swiftly then stormed off without any words or glances to anyone. They weren’t worth my time right now. I had plans to execute and retribution to collect.
Rage replaced my blood, and I had fuel to fight until the bitter end.
One way or another, the night I loved so much would blanket the earth, and darkness would reign.
Once I was out of sight, I flashed back to the mansion and ran into Jax.
He was sporting a black eye, and I wanted to give him another.
Without my orders, they’d gone into the heroes’ headquarters and locked the crew in their containment room. Roady, our hacker, had bypassed their system in seconds. They thought they were helping, but they fucked everything up. My silence was punishment enough as I walked down the hall toward my room.
It was still trashed from that night Esme died. Pieces of wall littered the floor from all the holes and slices I’d made.
There were no fucks to give when it came to cleaning it up. None of it mattered.
Draco and Phillip scooped her right out of my arms and took her to the hospital.
I had been helpless to do anything, and their attempts to save her were pointless. She was dead.
After ripping off my funeral clothes, I went back to doing as I had been since that night: training. I had to be faster, more precise, and focused on my goal.
Hours passed the same way. I’d quit working at the hospital. It was wasting time that I could spend preparing.
The solar eclipse was just a few days away, a time when I would be at my height of power. The heroes wouldn’t stand a chance of stopping me.
They tried to save me with love, and all they’d done was piss me off further.
Night was coming for them.
