That was better than anything I had honestly ever expected to get from this man or actually ever at all.
The real issue here was the potential harm he could cause me by messing around in my head any further. And clearly he couldn’t be trusted at all.
“What’s to stop you from making it worse?” Romero questioned him.
My dad looked too angry to speak and I was almost glad for it because I didn’t want him to snap and maybe do something serious like break the man’s neck in a fit of rage.
“My word won’t mean anything to you and that’s understandable. But I’m sure her guards, if I’m reading them correctly, have a link to her that’ll be able to protect her from further harm.”
Hmm…
I hadn’t thought about it like that before. I also had no idea how he would have known about my link to Simon and Trenton because most people who didn’t know wouldn’t ever have been able to tell just by looking at the three of us together.
It’s not like their tattoos had flashed silver in front of him.
“We can both keep her mind safe from any further harm with our soul connections.” Simon assured everyone in the room.
“And what do you want out of it?” Finn asked a question I was sure most of the men in the room wanted to know.
But I already know what the man wanted. His fate was sealed and he knew it as well as the rest of us did.
“She knows what I want out of it and only she can promise me whether I’m going to get it or not. Do we have a deal, Ariel Kimber?”
More blood on my hands.
Another permanent mark on my soul that no amount of good deeds could ever wash off.
Would it be worth it?
Maybe not.
Was I going to do it anyway?
Yes. Absolutely.
“We have a deal.”
“Fuck,” Rain hissed harshly under his breath.
“It has to be by your hand or I’m not agreeing to anything.”
“No. Not a fucking chance,” Rain snarled, getting angrier by the second.
I knew what the man was doing. He thought he was going to make his life matter by haunting me for the rest of mine.
Whatever he thought he knew about me? Well, he didn’t know jack shit.
I leaned down and stared into those frighteningly white eyes. My voice came out level, steady, and everything I needed it to be. “Your death will be by my hand, this I swear to you. Your mistake is in thinking it’s going to bother me. It won’t. Your death means absolutely nothing to me. Maybe that’s part of why the Council picked me. Because I can be a monster too, and I’m absolutely okay with that.”
“We’ll see.”
I would.
He wasn’t going to be seeing anything but okay. He could think whatever the fuck he wanted to.
The man looked at my dad and arched an eyebrow. “I’ll need the use of my hands so I can touch her.”
Rain snapper his fingers and the man slouched back in his chair. He reached his hand out towards me and I didn’t hesitate to walk forward and take hold of his hand in mine.
