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VERONICA
It was over. Callum was dead, and I’d been the one to call for his departure from this life.
Three men who’d rescued me in the dead of night, from the clutches of death itself and shown me a world I could never have expected, had just killed for me.
Hank led me back to the lodge, having left the brothers in the basement with the man who I’d once agreed to marry now drawing his last breath.
I’d made that call, and now the true weight of it was crushing me, disabling me as I faltered in my step, my body trembling like a leaf. It was clutching my chest in a vice, suffocating me under the weight of it, branding me with a darkness I never thought I’d bear.
I’d ordered a man to death. I’d given them permission to kill for me.
And they’d not hesitated.
Zane had told Hank to take me back to the lodge, while Kieran had been smirking, a look so wicked and dark that everything I’d felt for them all was a jumbled mess.
Killers.
These men were brutal killers, not batting an eye, inflicting torture and pain on those who did them wrong.
Punishing people who hurt those they cared about.
Callum had found himself at their mercy because of what he’d done to me. He’d made himself a target with his own actions, and now, he was paying the ultimate price.
I’d half expected a scream, something horrifying and final, but as I glanced back at the guards’ quarters, I knew there was no true finality.
I just knew he was dead before I even reached the lodge.
All the pain he’d inflicted, all the heartache and sorrow, justice was now being served.
“Veronica?”
I slid my gaze back to Hank, who had a stoney look in his eye as he held his hand out to me.
My pain and torment was being ended once and for all.
He’d never hurt another soul, never rip another unborn life from this world.
So why did it still hurt? Knowing this was, in a way, my fault?
That his blood was on my hands, too?
I reached out hesitantly, and Hank took my hand, giving me a comforting smile before he led me up the steps to the lodge.
I’d just sentenced Callum to death.
I swallowed, my mouth dry and my throat tight, the grip around my ribs increasing as I focused on drawing in shaky breaths.
He’d nearly killed me countless times, there was no reason for the guilt overwhelming me right now, for the way my heartwas hammering wildly, threatening to fail as my whole body shook.
“It’ll be okay, you’ll come to terms with it,” Hank said as he led me upstairs.
I couldn’t even respond, I just followed along like a shell, my mind so far gone and messy that I barely registered anything until I was seated on the edge of the bed, staring down at my own hands.
“Veronica?”
I blinked, Hank’s voice piercing through the chaos of my mind as I spun the promise ring on my finger.
