Silas and Knox had broken open that emptiness, filling it with something I couldn’t shut off anymore. They had taken the hollow space I used to hide in and made it warm and alive.
And now…
When I needed it most…
It was gone.
“I knowexactlywho your little boyfriends are, Lena,” Marco said, his tone calm in a way that felt far more dangerous than anger.
I said nothing, but my eyes flicked to his before I could stop them, betraying me.
A slow smile tugged at his mouth.
“I killed their mother,” he said, as casually as if he were commenting on the weather.
The words hit harder than I expected, a sharp intake of breath catching in my chest. Knox had already told me, but hearing Marco say it so easily, so carelessly, shocked me nonetheless.
“Our maid,” he went on, waving a hand dismissively. “Maria? Nicole? Maybe Merideth... Oh, I don’t even remember her name.”
His attention drifted, unfocused for a moment as he leaned back , getting comfortable.
“But her twin boys… I remember them.” he said, his voice filled with something almost fond.
“Two scrawny little alphas. So young. Barely more than bones when we first met. They used to follow me around my house like stray pups, waiting for scraps, watching me likeIwas going to feed them.”
His lip curled.
“And then they grew. Filled out. Got bold. Started eating everything in sight, walking through my home like they belonged there, like it wastheirsto take.”
His eyes sharpened.
“My father used to fuck their mother,” he said bluntly. “Didyou know that?”
A quiet, humorless laugh slipped from him.
“I’d call her a whore… but she cleaned too, so I suppose ‘maid’ fits if you want to be generous.”
He waved a hand dismissively.
“That’s why he let her stay in our home. Her and those two brats tucked away in the servants’ quarters. Close enough that he could get a fix whenever my mother was away,” he said with a sneer.
“Then came the omega girl,” he continued, nostalgically. “My first.”
His mouth curved faintly.
“She went to high school with me. Girl was dirt poor, but on scholarship. Worthless to anyone except for what she was.”
A low growl slipped from my throat before I could stop it.
Marco laughed.
“There she is,” he murmured. “My Lena. Still full of spite and spirit despite everything I've done to you.”
He shook his head slightly, like the memory amused him.
“There’s something about the first time you dip into omega cunt,” he said. “ The excitement of it… I suppose I got carried away.”
He glanced at me, eyes gleaming.
