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The next day, I stepped into the makeshift hospital tent where Aurora helped out.
She looked up from the folding desk. She immediately shook her head and got to her feet, rushing around the table and toward me.
“I don’t want you in here,” she said as she stopped right in front of me with her fists propped up against her hips and fury in her blue eyes.
One corner of my mouth dragged upward at her feistiness. A few wayward strands had fallen out of her ponytail, accentuating the wild look in her eyes. This wildcat side of her was one I greatly appreciated.
“This hospital is for everyone, right?” I said, looking around. Only one bed was closed off with curtains. I supposed that was where I’d find Gigimo.
“You’re not injured.”
“I’m sure you can change that,” I said, amused.
I shifted my weight but Aurora’s hand came up against my chest to stop me from moving to Gigimo’s bed. But she quickly dropped it as if she couldn’t bear touching me and raised her finger in front of me like a scolding teacher. “Not another step, or—”
My eyes met hers, and my smile broadened. “Or what, Rory?”
It was adorable that she thought she could stop me. Maybe I’d even let her. But we both knew this would only be because I was being unusually charitable.
She pressed her lips together. “You won’t hurt me.”
I tilted my head. “I thought I already did.”
A blush spread on her cheeks that exhilarated my heartbeat almost as much as torture did.
“Stop it. You broke half the bones in his body,” she whispered harshly.
That was a major exaggeration. I’d really held back as much as I was capable of. “I didn’t kill him.” If only she knew how fucking much I’d wanted to cut his throat, how hard it still was to resist. One slash of my knife and the stupid fucker would spill his warm blood over my hands. Instead, it flooded his worthless body, a waste of perfectly fine blood.
“Do you expect me to thank you?”
I walked past her, sidestepping her feeble attempt to bar my way. Her attempts to stop me by grabbing my arm were futile too. “I did it for you. I would have broken the rest of his bones and then slit his throat, but I knew it would upset you, so as a show of goodwill, I left him alive.”
I reached the closed-off curtains and ripped them open. Gigimo, covered in bandages, lay in the narrow hospital bed. Aurora was talking to someone on the phone, but I didn’t pay attention. I was in hunter mode.
The fear in his eyes gave me a sick kick, and my body called out for more of his blood, a call I would have gladly answered if it weren’t for my initial reason to come here.
Aurora squeezed in front of me, her pure scent flooding my nose. “I called Adamo. He’ll be here any moment.”
He was at least ten minutes away by car, enough time for me to off Gigimo and half the camp. I lowered my gaze from Gigimo’s terror-stricken face.
Aurora glared up at me. “Did you hear what I said?”
“Every word. Don’t worry, Rory, I didn’t come here to kill Gigimo. I’m here to bring my message across.”
“I think he got whatever message you had for him when you beat him up,” Aurora seethed.
I flashed her a hard smile. “I’m sure he did, but you didn’t, and that’s why I’m here.”
Her brows dipped in confusion and a hint of anxiety. I grabbed her by the waist, lifted her off the ground, and carried her the few steps to the neighboring bed, where I dropped her off.
I jerked the curtains closed. While I wanted Gigimo to get the message too, I didn’t want him to see Aurora and me. That was our moment.
“I was the first inside you, and I’ll be the last one.” Until the words shot from my mouth, they hadn’t even been in my mind. I hadn’t given much room for thoughts of the future, had lived in the moment, but now I knew these words to be true. I wanted to be Aurora’s last, and no matter how brutal I had to be, I’d make sure I was. But fuck how could I be her last when it went against my core belief, when I knew I could never be hers in the way she wanted?
It didn’t matter.
Aurora’s skin turned even redder. It was hard to say if her anger or her embarrassment were in the lead this time. “Why do you even want me? What is all this about? The stalking, the jealousy, the killing. Why the change of heart?”
