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His words sound so softly, his cool breath making me shiver. He can go from tough psycho to teddy bear in seconds, and I can’t help wanting to give in despite my fear trying to swallow me whole.
“You can do whatever you want, but we aren’t talking. So fuck off. Kill us or let us go.” The husky voice of one of the guys draws my attention. “We’ve already failed our fucking task and can’t return without the dhampir anyways. So all of the shit you’re trying? It’s pointless.”
His words trigger the beast inside me, and I wiggle in Monroe’s arms, trying to get him to set me on my feet. But he doesn’t. Like Sawyer, I’m pretty sure he will never let me walk on my own again. He’s not going to let me charge in front of these men just yet.
“What exactly are you planning to do? Did you really think you would be successful? What kind of fucked up shit is this? I should cut off every single one of your dicks for this plan of yours.” Walcott flicks his attention to me, his face a series of lines, his tattoo moving on his jaw as he bares his fangs. “Where do you get off thinking that sort of thing is even acceptable?”
“We can’t create a dhampir otherwise. We don’t have the same fucking technology. We would’ve been gentle. She wouldn’t have remembered a thing. We have our own means.” The man growls the words, fighting against the restraints.
I lose my shit. His supposed reason stabs me open, unleashing the rage coiling in my insides. He thinks he was in the right because I supposedly wouldn’t remember? That he would be gentle? Fuck that. He’s dead. It’s all I can think about. If he thinks for a second that any of this was okay, he deserves to die, and it will be by my hands.
My dhampir nature ignites, and I throw myself from Monroe, breaking his hold on me. I somersault and land on my feet only to launch forward, crashing into the back of the man, knocking his chair forward and sending him face first against the old carpet. Shadows cloud my vision, my breath heaving, my body tense. I need to flip him over and look at his face. He needs to see that I’m not some fucking means to an end. I’m not some fucking vessel for whatever the hell they think they can get from my future child.
“You disgusting piece of shit. You’ll not get away with what you’ve done.” Swinging my arm, I punch the man in the back, feeling his body engulf my hand, his insides squirting around me. It all happens so fast that I don’t realize that I’ve killed him until someone screams.
What the fuck? It was like something possessed me. I knew he deserved to die. I just didn’t realize how easy it would be. How I wouldn’t even care. How I want to do it again. I want to kill them all. Nobody, and I mean fucking nobody, will get between me and the future I want. They will not get anything. All they will get is the death and destruction they deserve.
I fly off the man and land on my feet, finally facing the group of renegade donors. They stare at me in shock, their eyes wide and freaked the fuck out. I bet they didn’t expect that from me. I’m supposed to be their savior of humanity or whatever bullshit. What they don’t realize is that I don’t care about them. Call me selfish. Call me a villain. It’s okay by me. I don’t mind. They want to fix the world by ruining me. That’ll never happen.
I whip my attention to Monroe and Sawyer, my mouth opening closing with my deep breaths. I realize that maybe I’ve gone too far. Maybe Monroe was just kidding after all. He might have fun, but he now sees me for who I really am. A monster.
My whole body tenses and I swivel and dash toward the door. I have to get out of here. I have to calm down.
If I don’t, I might hurt somebody I love by accident.
I could never live with myself.
My dhampir nature is out of control.
So am I.
Chapter five
Hayley
Villainous
“Mybeautifulvixen.Iknow you’re dealing with some personal shit, but I want to see you. I don’t care what happened. You’re going to let me cuddle the hell out of you until you realize you’re only punishing us for hiding.” Knox cracks the door open, staring at me on the edge of the tub. He’s been pacing in the room for a couple hours. He followed me in silence all the way from the dining hall, but he didn’t try to tell me it was okay. He didn’t stop me from losing my mind and crying and just letting it all go as if he knew that’s what I needed. I needed to scream and shatter the bathroom mirror. I needed a moment to calm down and compose myself. I needed to pick up the glass and pile it together. I didn’t know how else to deal. And now I feel so much better.
“I see you’ve taken the honor to bathe yourself. I’m not going to lie, but I’m a bit jealous that you didn’t let me handle the task. You know how much I enjoy washing your hair.” Knox smiles at me, his face lighting up with his words as he drinks me in, perched with my towel around me, my hair hanging wet over my shoulders.
“Perhaps you can dress me.” I give into his teasing words and stand up, dropping the towel at my feet. “I know it’s not what you prefer, but I’m getting a bit cold.”
He play-growls and closes the space to me, cupping my boob to graze his fingers over my nipple. His body molds against mine as he refuses to allow any distance between us. I can feel every ridge of his hard muscles and the thrums of his heartbeat and the desire arousing his body the longer we stare at each other, me exposed and naked, not even caring anymore.
“That is even more of a punishment, vixen. How about I undress instead, and we can just relax. I’ll give you a massage. Feed you. If you don’t want to return to the tub, I’d be happy to make you a blanket fort. Or we can roll ourselves up as one sexy ass burrito for the others to unroll when they get here. But be careful, they will definitely devour you.” Knox leans in and sucks my earlobe into his mouth. “And then after that, we can find out about the little bundle of power and love you’re carrying.” His hand travels from my breast and down to my stomach. “Though, I’m anxious to do so now. I mean, if you allow me.”
My mouth gapes open, my surprise overwhelming me. “You have the medical equipment?”
He slowly bobs his head. “I do.”
I pat my hands to his chest, my emotions spinning around and around as I try to grasp everything thrown at me. I’m excited and nervous, panicking, a bit angry that I spent the last couple hours having a private meltdown when I could’ve been distracted with something like this.
“Why didn’t you tell me? I’ve been dying to know everything.” I bounce on my feet, and Knox flicks his gaze to my boobs in appreciation.
“Hayley, sometimes you just need to feel. You need to roll with your emotions. It’s how you learn to handle things. You have to show yourself that once you let it all out, you’ll feel better. I know you prefer being distracted and to forget about things, but this is important for you to process. Everything you’re going through... It’s not unlike a newly changed vampire. And honestly, I’m relieved that killing someone doesn’t come easily or without contemplation. I love Monroe, but sometimes the shit he does...yeah. I’m not one to judge. I just know that you have your wild side, but you still have the soft, vulnerable part of you.” Knox steps back, lacing our fingers together. He brings my hand up to his mouth and kisses my knuckles. “And I love every part of you the same.”
A smile crosses my face as he manages to stomp out all of the negative emotions rolling through me with his words. He’s right. Killing shouldn’t be easy. It shouldn’t be done callously and without thought. Monroe might be a bit psychotic, but he doesn’t kill on a whim. He does so with a reason. I might’ve had a reason, but I let my emotions take over. I barely even remember the moment. I only remember the aftermath and everyone’s reaction. I think that’s what freaked me out the most.
