‘We don’t know how to get into the panic room,’ Richard whines, eyeing the water.‘Please.’
‘Tell me about the boy.Julian.’
‘He’s a wretched little brat, an attention-seeking whore,’ Madeline falls over herself to say.‘Nothing but problems for Alistair since he was born!’
‘How so?’
‘He was weak and sickly, almost died several times!That’s why he had the girl, for her bone marrow!’
‘What girl?’
Lachlan says, ‘I can get you inside.’
Fenwick looks at him, brows quirked.
‘Oh,nowyou want to talk?Interesting.’
‘I’m done fucking around.’
The soldier crouches in front of Lachlan.
‘Was it the little girl, hmm?Is she special to you?She a Paranatural too?The little one is…’ Fenwick inclines his head, thinking.‘Jessie?No,Jessamine, am I right?’
‘I can get you in.’
‘Is she a witch like her brother?’
‘Your brother lost his shit, and he died for it.If you want to knowhowhe died,’ he says, mouth tugging up into a smirk, ‘ask me what his guts felt like.’
Fenwick lands a blow that knocks him sideways, head spinning.
Two men quickly grab and right him.
‘You’re a fucking liar.’
‘Although,’ Lachlan chuckles, blood trickling down his chin.‘I could have told you that before I eviscerated him because I fucked him so deep, I was practically in his—’
Another punch, but Lachlan stays upright for this one.
‘I think,’ Fenwick bites out, gripping Lachlan’s face with one hand, fingers digging cruelly, ‘that little girl is your weak spot and if it’s yours, it might be Julian’s too, hmm?Am I close?’
‘They won’t open that door for anything.’
‘If the kid’s a Paranatural…’ Lachlan says nothing, swallows his own blood.‘I bet he could open that door himself, even without the button.Or I could send a team to the Penhalyx Estate in Varrow City.’
‘Your big brother came on my cock like a teenager.’
‘Drag the littleprincessout, have someone livestream it.’
‘I didn’t even touch his dick he was that desperate for it.’
‘And I think once I have her in hand, I’ll know the—’
Lachlan lunges forward and sinks teeth in Fenwick’s throat as hard as he possibly can, bite radius wide enough to potentially dislocate his own jaw, but not quite.He wraps both legs around Craig’s middle, grips him like a snake and bites through skin, muscle andveins.
The other men yell while Craig struggles.He relishes the wet crunch of body giving way to teeth.A fat oval of ragged flesh comes loose in his mouth when the soldier wrenches away.
Lachlan spits it after savouring the blood because water is water.
