Page 88 of Kat Bethel

I snapped my fingers to get his attention. “Why are you here?”

“I’m tired of speaking through the lawyers.” He sighed like I was being inconvenient. “Esme told me where to find you.”

Dark chuckles vibrated in the air, sending shivers down my spine, but William couldn’t comprehend the danger he was in. “Esme set you up.”

She knew better than anyone what was here. We’d already introduced our monsters to each other in a similar way as one does for two rabid dogs. They calmed down when they each realized neither one had any interest in the other’s mate. Now they were uneasy comrades, still waiting for someone to stab the other in the back.

Monsters. They are what they are.

It wasn’t until the shadows thickened around us and encased us in complete darkness that swallowed the light from his phone, that William’s breaths grew shallow and panicked.

“You should have kept things through the lawyers.” That was what he got for trying to come here to control me.

“Run, William,” Abiel growled behind me. His shadow stretched over me more as if to hide me from even the possibility of eyes on me.

The trickle of fluid hitting the ground. I suspected he pissed himself. “Sasha?”

The woman who would have protected him from his worst nightmare was long gone. He didn’t even know who I was anymore.

“Run, William,” I repeated.

But it wouldn’t help.

It never did.

A smirk tugged on my lips as I heard him fumble and fall in the darkness. The fear was a familiar stench in the air.

The hat man chittered, but he was too debilitated to take part in the hunt. He’d make everything end too fast.

William was dead as soon as he called my name.

He simply didn’t know it yet.