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We gave a home to the outcasts and those labeled as degenerates. I’d recruited many of these people, put endless hours into making sure the next generation had loyal followers for years to come. Those numbers combined with the ones that were left after my father finished weeding out the bad seeds gave us a goddamn army.

The Venom alliance would quadruple that. And the people who stood against us, choosing to judge and misunderstand without taking a moment to learn who we were?

Fuck em.

It would be their corpses rotting in the hot ass sun.

“Are you going to tell me what this discussion you two had was about?” Cam asked.

“Do you want to go first?”

He grew quiet as we ascended the stairs. For once, I wasn’t apologetic about asking outright.

If he told me anything Butcher might have let slip, we could have potentially used it to find Lilith.

“It ain’t the way you’re thinking of it.”

“And how is that?”

“What he told me was like everything else. A bunch of empty words to make his pain stop. If I had the smallest inclination of where Lilly was, you’d be the first to know. I want her back more than anything.”

The emotion in his voice made me want to kill Butcher myself.

Cam had always been the good guy with a sketchy moral compass. He’d done a superb job of keeping all his shit locked up tight. It hadn’t been a healthy coping mechanism. I knew that firsthand. I was the one who found him half-dead a few weeks after we got here in a mess of his own blood.

That’s why I didn’t mind him beginning to unravel. If he needed to feed his demons, I’d happily bring him some prey.

Betrayal was a bitter pill for all of us to swallow. Betrayal coming from someone you’d willingly take a bullet for felt as if they’d been the one to pull the trigger. That made this whole situation and the damage it’d caused a real sonofabitch to try and figure out.

I wanted to make everything better but didn’t know how.

We each dealt with things in our own way. I had to play my role from the top and the outside looking in. I did my best to understand everyone’s point of view. Cam’s was always one of the hardest, which was to be expected.

I kept things from my sisters to keep them protected, not to plot against them. I would carve out my heart before I ever hurt Addy or Bella.

If I did something on the scale Butcher had, my dad would make me regret it for the rest of my painfully short life. There was no doubt in my mind, he would annihilate me.

To disrespect him or our religion in any manner was flirting with death, but hurting my mother would offend him to the highest degree. It’d be over for me before I could so much as blink.

“She’ll be okay.”

I wouldn’t say we’d get her back. I had no definite proof of that. I wasn’t someone who soothed a wound with lies. I paused a few feet away from the room Bella was in, turning to answer Cam’s previous question before we entered.

“As of now, I’m keeping her.”

If he was surprised, he didn’t show it. “Are you sure that’s the right move?”

“What do you suggest?”

“I’m not saying don’t keep her, but I know you, and having one girl around has never worked out. You’re not exactly a relationship kind of guy.”

He had a good point, but it was easily debunked.

For one, I was picky as fuck about who I shared myself with. I could have any woman I wanted beneath me, but easy pussy wasn’t always good pussy.

I had standards. Going around and smashing anything for the hell of it sounded like an STD waiting to happen. I was good on all that.

For two, Star wasn’t any of those girls. If she were, we’d have fucked the same night she got here.

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