“I promised I would be merciful,” I whisper, with a cruel smile as I slap the tape across his mouth.
Pulling more tape off, I wrap it around his mouth and the back of his head twice, then wrap it around his wrists because I know he can get out of zip ties. Jake screams and I hum under my breath as I also duct tape his ankles together.
“The thing is, Jakey, that mercy looks different for everyone,” I say standing. “Mine looks like your head exploding. One act of kindness by helping Cass doesn’t erase the horrors you handed her into. Enjoy your one way ticket to hell, asshole.”
As far as I can tell, this isn’t a hallway that’s well used, but I’ll let him sit on ice, waiting for his head to explode.
Placing another explosive on the wall, I begin walking toward the auction hall, while continuing to slap these bitches on the wall. Listen, I made sure to enter the number it coordinates to in my app too. I’m not completely deranged, okay?
I imagine all the different ways that I could have killed Jake: choking until his face turned purple and he finally died, cutting little pieces off his body slowly, but none of it hits the same.
He’ll never know when I’ll hit the button, and his anxiety will eat him alive. There’s also no way for him to trigger the bomb himself. They’re set to be dead, even while I activate them, right until I pull the trigger in the app.
Everyone please bow at how I keep it very demure, very cute.
Reentering the main auction room, I see that there are still people fighting. There’s a man strangling a woman, and I think about how Cassidy told me someone helped her. Since she’s the only woman still standing, I pull a garrote from my belt loop and stalk over to the man.
Pulling the garrote over the man’s head, I pull it tightly at his neck.
“Let go, little man,” I hiss in his ear. “I promise you’re better off dying at my hand than having her blood on your hands. And if you don’t? I’ll pull the skin from your bones.”
The man releases the woman, and she gasps for air as she turns to look at me.
“Thanks,” she rasps, coughing hard.
There are definitely going to be fingerprints on her throat later. Fuck.
“No sweat. I hear you helped my girl on stage,” I say, pulling the wire tighter against the man’s throat. It cuts through his skin like butter before severing his wind pipe. Dropping his body, I ignore him as he asphyxiates.
“She looked like she needed an assist,” she admits. Pulling a gun, she mutters, “Down.”
Not one to be told twice, I drop to my knees, and she takes out the man who was creeping up behind me.
“What are you doing here?” I ask, glancing over my shoulder before shrugging at the man’s death.
“I’m looking for a girl,” she says. “The ad on the invite didn’t have any information, but I know Clara took her.”
“My pack has Clara in custody. Let’s finish cleaning house so I can blow this place up, and then we’ll talk,” I suggest. “I want to check on my people too.”
“Done, thanks,” she says, turning away to shoot someone else.
“Hey, ya got a name?” I ask, shoving a knife into an asshole who comes at me.
We’re calmly committing murderous acts and shooting the shit. Nothing to see here, folks.
“Hollis,” she replies. “My best friends are in the crowd. Try not to kill them, alright? One is wearing glasses and tall, theother has brown hair with tattoos all over. We’re looking for their sister.”
“Got it,” I promise, continuing on my way.
I don’t offer my name, I simply focus on murdering the rest of the assholes who came here to buy my omegas. Half an hour later there’s no one else to kill, and I almost pout as I grab Lyle’s attention. His typically perfectly tidy clothing is blood spattered, and his shrewd eyes are looking around for more people to kill.
He’s not as straightlaced as he pretends. None of our friends are.
“It’s time to blow the bunkers up, and let our people know to get out,” I tell him. “I’ll be the last one out as I set the explosives. I don’t want any collateral damage.”
“On it,” Lyle says.
He’s the one in charge of the text chain. Surprisingly, phones work perfectly well in this bunker. Everyone begins to leave the room, and I go to find Hollis and her friends.
