“When you foster loyalty, that can be bought, it can be bought by anyone,” I said.
“Nice try,” he shrugged.
“Kill her,” I commanded.
I was met by a muffled scream and sounds of Griffen fighting with the woman, but I didn’t move my stare from him. He opened his mouth and closed it, seeming to fight within himself, his dark brows bunched and unfurled again and again. “Wait,” he said. I held up my hand knowing Griffen would pause, “There is no need to kill her, I cannot provide the information you want, but I can promise to never come after him or others you love again.” His words seemed to strain him. “That won’t be enough, and you know that.” The assassin’s eyes didn’t leave the woman.
“Nice to see you again,” Cali stepped closer to us, directing her attention at our prisoner, “Looking well might I add,” Cali flashed a wicked smile.
“Remove the tape,” I commanded, and Griffen ripped it off.
“You fucking son of w.hores, all of you.” She shouted, “What the actual fuck is wrong with you?” She sounded like she was crying, her voice cracked, but I didn’t dare take my eyes off him. He relaxed a bit and gave her a look I couldn’t decipher. “Tell us who took out the hit, and I want proof, or she’s not leaving.”
His gaze turned to mine and hardened, “I cannot do that, that would not only ruin my reputation but the careful balance I created.”
Cali snorted, “A balance that involves kidnapping children.” Her voice held nothing but pure anger.
“This doesn’t involve you,” He shot Cali a deathly stare that would have sent others running, but she held her ground crossing her arms and staring him down. I wonder if this was an act or if she was really this unphased.
“Actually it does,” She told him, “You fucked with my family.”
“Ah,” He paused, “So you are sentimental.”
She shrugged, “My name is Cali, by the way,” She fixed him with a smile, but her eyes were fiery, “Figured I could tell you since you’re not coming out of here alive.”
He laughed once and his eyes clouded over. I stole a glance towards Griffen and saw his were doing the same.
It was game time.
“Come here,” I commanded Cali, and for once she listened standing next to me.
I took a half step in front of her shielding her. I gave her a look telling her this wasn’t up for debate,
I would protect her as Holden’s mate, my mate’s best friend, my Gamma female, and my friend, my family.
Men dressed in black stepped in behind the assassin from the other side of the clearing. They did it a h.ell of a lot more eloquently than I did. I moved my face away from the assassins for a second to appraise the new group. I recognized one of them that we ran into earlier, and I let out a breath.
Ezra.
I hoped he stood by his word, but I realized this could be a trap. There were ten of them, but there could be more hiding. I mentally did a calculation against our men. We were almost eventually matched even though our numbers were larger. I knew one assassin could take out multiple men, but the ones with us were highly trained.
“The Silent Pack only answers to me,” He held up his arms, staring at Cali, “You wanted proof,”
“I thought they were going by another name these days,” I countered, and his icy stare snapped to mine, his eyes squinted slightly.
“I just want the name, that’s it.” I lied.
We have visuals on you, waiting for your command – Holden came into my mind.
The assassin shook his head, a half smile playing on his face, “You don’t understand, Prince darling, you are not in a position to make requests. These are my top men, one can take down twenty of yours,” I scoffed, “Fine, let’s say ten, even five, the ten waiting behind you will be no match. I don’t want to kill you, too much red tape,” He frowned, “But you can leave now, give me the girl and never try something this stupid again.”
I studied him, not saying anything else.
“Your funeral,” He went on shrugging, “Last chance to leave with your life,” He smiled, and a long moment passed, “Okay then,” He held up a hand and flicked his fingers. The assassins moved in a unit, converging in on us.
(Caspien)
I looked toward Griffen who had the woman in a tight hold, the knife against her throat, she was shaking her head and it only brought blood pooling against the knife. “Please, John, please,” She muttered.
“Shut up,” He growled at her, his anger rising to the surface, cracking his cool mask.
The men formed a ring around us and John met my stare, a full smile on his face.
“The Alpha Prince, pity you had to die at my hands, but I can’t say I won’t love adding you to my roster,”
“Kill her,” I said to Griffen.
“Stop,” He shouted, he seemed surprised at himself.
“So she does mean something,” I turned to the woman who was looking decades younger now, “Who are you to him?” I tilted my head towards the assassin. Her lips met in a defiant line, I shrugged, turning back. I knew too well not to drag these things out. A bit of surprise did wonders honestly.
“Kill her,” I repeated.
Do it
A shriek was cut off by choking, the soft gurgling of blood.
The assassin’s eyes went wide, he clutched his heart and wobbled, reaching out for something, anything.
“Your mate?” I asked.
Guilt started to flicker through me but then I remembered he would be meeting her in the afterlife. His pained face confirmed my suspicions.
I closed the space between us, “Challenge me as a man, wolf to wolf, or you can die right here.” His face contorted holding nothing but rage. “Kill him,” he whispered.
The assassins glanced at each other but didn’t make a move.
Now – I linked Holden and heard rustling immediately behind us.
“You went after my son,” I looked down into his face still contorted with pain, “You went after a child. There is no redemption for your kind.”
I held out my hand and Griffen placed the dagger in it, slick with the blood of my target’s mate.
I looked up and met Ezra’s cool stare, his blue and brown eyes stared back at me, and he gave me one nod.
“I hate to do it this way, it feels cheap,” I sighed, “But you came after what is mine,” I let the rage fully come up, it lapped at me, and overcame every sense.
I settled into the person I was going to become before I met Willa. I embraced the facade that everyone thought was me. I became him, the cold, cruel Alpha Prince, and I savored it.
He looked around, confused why no one was killing us, before looking up at me.
I grabbed his head in both my hands and looked into his flickering gray eyes that held hate and passion, and something that I might have thought was longing.
I snapped his neck and watched his bright eyes flicker into nothing.
No emotion, no feeling, nothing.
I took the dagger and pushed it into his artery and twisted it. Warm blood spurted out of the wound in thick gushes. I removed the dagger, and he slumped to the floor after I released him.
I took a step back. I didn’t like how that happened. It was undignified, but it was justified. It was for Emmett, and I would never let anyone pose a threat to my family and life.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.