Not Lance RunningWolf.
Not anyone.
Then, because she needed to regroup for a few minutes, she turned around and walked out of the room.
And Ivan knew one thing.
Devon Slater just made the biggest mistake of his pathetic life. He’d just opened the gate of Hell and let a new monster free.
He’d pushed Elizabeth Blackhawk beyond her breaking point.
It was a matter of time.
Before he was dead.
* * * The Blackhawks * * *
Outside Of Rayna’s
The Car
Elizabeth hadn’t been exaggerating.
She needed a minute.
If she didn’t take it, she was going to break down, and light the fucking world on fire. Not only was she heartbroken, but she was three days past angry.
The rage had her by the balls.
What she wanted to do was go to Devon Slater’s father’s grave, dig him up, and then blow his pathetic ass to kingdom come with a bazooka.
Then, dance around in the raining remains falling from the sky.
Yeah, that angry.
Not far away, Raphael was there, watching her, as he also watched the reservation lands around them.
“You good, Boo?” he asked.
She took a deep breath, as she clenched and unclenched her fists. It took all she had to calm down.
When she was, she nodded.
“I’m good.”
Raphael moved closer and kept his voice down. Only he, and Ivan had seen Rayna’s body other than her. Oh, and he understood what she was feeling.
“You can’t let him know what was done to her,” he said. “He raped her. If Cas finds out about that, he’s never going to be the same again. He did it to make Caspian hate you. That was his intent.”
She was aware.
Raphael continued.
“He’ll never hate you, but that in there will break him, and he’s going to leave. I’m going to ask you to not tell him the severity of it. For him, and his sanity, please, Elizabeth.”
She looked over at him.
Then, she made a decision.
