“I hear a lot ofI’sin there. So I’ll give you one of my own.Idon’t give a shit about anything you have to say to me.Iwant you to jump overboard where no man would be able to stay alive.Iwant you to go fuck yourself.”
Joshua laughed, the rain dripping down his cheeks. “You are so entertaining.”
To the fucking insane, I was right now.
He waved a hand at me. “Tell me how it’s been with the aberration, Alaric.”
“That’s none of your damn business.”
“How about I put it this way? You talk to me, and I don’t kill all those sweet innocent females at the New City Orphanage?”
My nostrils flared. He wasn’t lying.
Cass said he would doanythingto get what he wanted, the darkness soul deep.
“What do you want to talk about?” I asked over the rain. “I don’t have all day, Joshua.”
“I merely want to talk about something entertaining. I think it would be so…everything to be mated to an aberration.” His brows rose. “Anything at all.”
I swallowed down the bile in my throat. “Why do you call them aberrations?”
“Because they are. That’s very simple. They are not like any other shifters alive.”
I snorted. “Why did you kill Godric King?”
“Because Poppy wasn’t meant for him.”
“Why would you care?” My eyes narrowed.
The fucker was giving me all the information I asked for. How much of it truth, I didn’t know, but I was listening…and watching him.
“I have my reasons.” He shrugged his right shoulder, rocking again on his feet, another wave hitting. “It will be.”
“What do you really want from us?”
“It would be so boring to tell you right now.”
I rolled my eyes and held my hat on my head, the wind picking up in strength. “Are you going to kill me today?”
“Absolutely not. You won’t die by my hand today, but the sea might kill you.” He shook his handsome head, a giddy light entering his eyes. “Tell me about Theron. Was he so upset when his son died?”
My nostrils flared. “I think you should shut up.”
“And I think you don’t realize the puppet master is pulling all of our strings.”
“What does that mean? Who’s the puppet master?”
Jesus, if there was a different bad guy waiting behind the curtain, my friends would be pissed off…
Joshua lifted a hand, and a black ball of magic appeared above his palm. He stared down into his own magic, mesmerized. “It’s so beautiful, isn’t it?”
“I prefer Cass’s.”
He laughed loud and snuffed the magic out. “I want to ask you another question. Who do you think is more superior? Shifters, mates, or humans?”
“Humans,” I answered simply.
“And why is that?” he asked curiously.
