Finn cursed as Rennick stood slowly, wiping the blade on his pants. He’d been killing rebels since he was eighteen. Taking a life was nothing new.
Taking an innocent life was, but if it concerned his mate, he didn’t care how vicious he needed to be to protect her or their bond.
Turning his now blood-speckled face to his friend, he gestured toward the dead body. “Dispose of him and bring me his clothes.”
Letter #83
Hello, Love,
I wanted to let you know that your friend Gilpin is not avoiding you. He would come back again and again if I let him, but you are mine, little mate, just as I am yours. Do not ever forget that.
I’ve left you something as a reminder that I will do whatever it takes to keep you.
Don’t worry, it’s not my blood.
Viciously Yours,
Nick
P.S. Did you lose your necklace?
Amelia reached into the bag, closed her hand around crusty fabric, and pulled it out, discarding the bag on her bed.
“What the—?” It looked to be a pair of men’s pants covered in dried blood. Realizing what she held, she threw the garment on the ground, frantically wiping her hand on her dress.
After five minutes of trying not to pass out, she spread the pants out with her foot to find a hole cut in the fabric between the legs.
Not cut—ripped. Blood saturated the area around it.
“Don’t worry. It’s not my blood.”
She gasped and stumbled backward.Gilpin.
He’d not been at the bookstore for a few days, but no flags were raised, and no missing persons reports were made that she knew of. She thought he’d gone on a trip without telling her…
Her throat grew tight.
What did Nick do?
14
TWENTY-SECOND BIRTHDAY
Letter #95
Happy Birthday, Love,
Please don’t be angry with me for not giving you a more personable gift, but Finn convinced me to give you money this year instead.
He has been very persistent since last year, and I agreed for no other reason than to shut him up. Please buy yourself something from me.
I’ve seen women wear lacy breast bands and matching underwear, and all I can think about is what you would look like in one. Do you know what seeing you in a set would do to me? Fuck, I could stroke my cock right now at the thought of a set adorning your soft body.
There is enough money to buy several sets and whatever else you’d like.
Viciously Yours,
Nick
