“You little cunt.” He yanked me forward. His inertia gave me no choice but to stumble into him. “Have your little tantrum. Go on, scream and make a spectacle of yourself. But it won’t change facts.” Trailing his fingertips over my flaming cheek, he murmured, “You just contradicted yourself. First you said you wouldn’t obey me, but then you said you’d fuck me...” He chuckled. “I’m taking the ‘fuck you’ part literally.” Digging his fingers into the sides of my cheeks, he kissed me. “You don’t have to listen for me to fuck you. You don’t even have to obey me. Whatever power you had over my brothers is over, Weaver. You’ll see.”
Jethro...
Letting my face go, he grabbed my arm and tugged me down the corridor.
Further and further from Jethro, Kestrel, and Vaughn.
Further and further into hell.
He’s dead.
He’s dead.
He’s nothing...
Everything inside shrieked with disbelief. He couldn’t be dead. He justcouldn’t. I needed to see him again. How could I go on when I didn’t believe what had happened? How could I hope to breathe and exist when all I wanted was to give up like he had?
I swallowed another tsunami of tears. My soul didn’t believe. But my circumstances said otherwise. This was my life now—this endless misery.
“You won’t get away with this.”
Daniel snickered, looking over his shoulder. “Get away with what?”
Murdering my future.
Murdering any chance of happiness I ever had.
“Everything.”
Only thing is...they’ve gotten away with it for centuries.
Every step I died a little more, leaving my beating heart beside Jethro as his body grew cold. The further apart we became, the less human I felt. It wasas if the tether binding us would snap at any moment, leaving me smarting, empty, and alone.
He’s dead.
He’s...dead...
It’s...truly...over...
Cold tears stained my cheeks, putting out the fire from Daniel’s slap.
Thick lethargy hijacked my limbs. Sleep...it beckoned me. All I wanted was to fall into its fluffy cradle and disappear.
Daniel dragged me deeper into the house, past foyers and alcoves, and into a wing I’d never entered.
Every step pained me; every breath a blade. My eyes never rose from the monogrammed carpet. I wanted to give up, but an incessant need to fight never left. I forced myself to stand up to him, no matter that it was pointless. “Your father just killed two of your family members. Aren’t you afraid he’ll do it to you? Too many people know, Daniel. The media, online—”
“You think a few fucking tweeters and social media posts can stop us?” He propelled me into his arms with a vicious yank. “I thought you’d stopped being delusional.” His lips turned into a sneer. “Then again, you willingly came back. That makes you a dumb bitch who deserves what’s coming to her.”
I came for him.
But now he’s gone.
I recoiled in his arms. The last liveliness in my heart vanished. I’d witnessed the love of my life die in front of my eyes. I’d been audience to two murders and too many ruined lives. I couldn’t...I couldn’t cope any more.
I sank...
I gave in.
