I’d endured her for so long, and it was exactly what that bitch deserved.
“Just hold on to me, Melanie,” Sin said, covering us with his aura, trying to calm her down as her shakes grew worse. “We’re right here with you. You’re not alone.”
He could try as much as he wanted, but it didn’t change the fact that Zania’s panic, her shouts for help, and her unbridled fear poured out through the refrigerator door in her aura, and it was fucking delicious.
I had no problem torturing her mates to get information. When they told me where they put Caspian, maybe I already had an inkling of what I wanted to do to her.
But I had no idea that the light of my life would be the one to finally take care of her. That, in the end, after all my promises, she was the one who protected me.
The screams changed, growing more guttural, pure terror singing through me.
I wish I could be in the room with Cas as he took revenge like I always wanted.
Brandy’s attention was glued to the door, her own pain and guilt crashing through her.
We could all sense exactly what Cas was doing to her in there.
Bursts of pain in my hands, my legs, scratches on my chest, neck, and cheeks. Tearing at my hair, my knees thudded as he fell to the floor.
The screams wouldn’t stop; ringing in Cas’s ears, muffled by the thick fridge door.
Brandy whimpered, crying, shaking at the strength of Cas grasping his fingers around his mum’s neck and pressing hard.
We held her as she shook, but it wasn’t enough. Brandy needed Cas as well; she needed her alpha. Because his rogue state flared, and the agony that beat from him increased.
It wasn’t only violence that poured from him.
As his awareness came back, so did his grief. It descended on us like a torrent in those last seconds, and my heart broke as Brandy cried with him. His hands tightened, and all three of us experienced the crack vibrating in his palms.
Cas’s chest heaved along with Brandy’s as he froze. We were so connected when he went rogue that we could feel the smallest twitches and spasms in his hand as he let go of Zania’s throat.
I groaned as Caspian rocked back, his ass thudding back onto his heels. I knew it was fucked up, but I was so horny that I had to push my hips away from Brandy so I didn’t rub my cock against her.
Because I was so proud of him, of all of us.
If Cas’s mind wasn’t fracturing from the sheer overwhelm of his rogue state, I would have kicked the door down and leapt on him. Right in front of Zania’s fucking body so she could see he was going to be mine until the end.
I’d drag Brandy in there; I’d make Sin come as well. We’d all just bask in the fact that Zania Risler would touch us again.
I held Brandy close as Sin sent her his love, but she was too shocked. So much had happened to her in such a short amount of time that we couldn’t push her. If we put any more strain on her, she might really shatter. And I couldn’t live without her anymore.
A huge wave blasted through the bond, and the three of us jumped as it whooshed through our bodies. Sin and I had never felt anything like it. Cas wasn’t exactly the freest bird, but something suddenly unlocked inside him, and every piece of shit he’d been carrying was being sucked out of him.
I gasped, holding Brandy tighter, trying not to be taken over by the force that was draining me.
“What’s happening?” I asked, looking at Sin, but he had turned to stare at the door with wild eyes. “Is it Zania? What did she do to him?”
“I don’t know,” he said, worry tinging his voice. “Your guess would be as good as mine.”
Even when Caspian was full-on rogue, Sin had never been this worried. It was only after Brandy struggled in the restaurant that he actually showed us any emotion. But his panic was pulsing inside him now.
It was like the hold Zania had on him finally vanished now she was gone. Like everything that had built up in him from years of her unhinged fucking abuse was flowing out of him because she was gone.
And, even better, he was the one to end it.
As quickly as it started, it suddenly stopped. In the same way Sin had slammed the door again to keep Cas inside.
It was this weird, eerie feeling, like our bond was suddenly emptier, or lighter, or silent. But, in that, there was more space and openness. Almost like there was more space for the omega in my arms to come closer to us.
