the red-hair omega's monster alpha.
bird-mask was her alpha too.
they were escaping.
I fought them.
don't know why.
rage consumed me.
but I did.
and they saved me.
showed me kindness when no one else did.
but Moon...
Moon was taken.
locked in cage.
just like me.
and the alphas that call themselves Ghosts…
it wasthem?
they were the ones who caged her?
oh.
KILL.
Chapter 23
COSIMA
The momentthe words leave my mouth, I realize Knight is losing it.
His growl starts low, rumbling through the train car like distant thunder before erupting into a full-throated snarl that makes the metal walls vibrate. His burning blue eyes zero in on Plague with the single-minded focus of a predator who's just spotted prey.
"Oh, fuck," I breathe, just as Knight lunges.
There's no time to think, only react. I throw myself between them, my body slamming into Knight's chest just as Plague's eyes snap open.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me," Plague mutters, his voice rough with the drugs I slipped him. He jerks against the restraints, metal cuffs rattling as he tries in vain to break free. His usual composure cracks when he gets a good look at Knight looming over us both, murder written in every line of his massive frame.
Knight's clawed hand swipes past my shoulder, close enough that I feel the wind from it. Close enough that if I hadn't moved, Plague would be missing his head right about now. But he's frozen solid, as if he's terrified to even breathe at the risk of me getting hurt in the crossfire.
"Knight, stop!" I press both palms against his chest, but it's like trying to hold back a freight train with my bare hands. He's not even looking at me. His focus is completely locked on Plague.
Geo's there in an instant, wrapping his thick arms around Knight's metal one. "Shit, he's strong. Nikolai, get your ass over here!"
Nikolai doesn't need to be told twice. He grabs Knight's other arm while Raven circles behind, trying to find an opening.
"You better find some magic words to calm your boyfriend down," Geo grunts to me, straining against Knight's strength. "We're short on antique, irreplaceable haunted pianos."
