AllFreeNovel
Share Us
He disappeared into the darkness, and I turned around, searching the blackness for him. I couldn’t see him, but I could hear him, and he began to taunt me from the shadows, singing like a child.
“Rory and Ares sitting in a tree…”
“Stop it,” I said.
“K.I.S.S.I.N.G.”
“I said, stop it.”
“First comes love, then comes marriage...”
I slammed my palms to my ears. “I’m not listening.”
A stillness settled over the garage.
“You love him, don’t you, sister?”
My arms fell to my sides. “No.”
“Yes, you do, and you love him more than you ever loved me.”
“That’s not true.”
“Yes, it is. Because if you loved me half as much as you love him…” He rushed at me from out of the darkness, his face twisted into a snarl and blood gushing from a gaping wound in his throat. “You would’ve put a bullet in his head!”
I wake up in a rush, my heart pounding.
It takes me a moment to catch my breath, and as I do, the images and emotions of my dream begin to rapidly recede. When they’re gone, a wave of emotion washes over me, and I have to fight back the surge of tears behind my eyes.
I sag against the pillow and glance over at Ares. He’s sound asleep, his powerful body heavy with slumber, his beautiful face softened as he dreams. This man really is the most breathtaking man, and I have to stop myself from reaching out and touching the sharp contours of his beautiful face.
He’s an oxymoron.
A vicious killer with the strength of a giant and the body of a god.
But he also has the beauty of an angel, right down to the long soft eyelashes that delicately rest against his smooth cheek as he rests.
Frustrated and confused, I shove off the sheet and leave the comfort of my bed, carefully padding across the floorboards so I don’t wake Ares. In the kitchen, I pour myself a glass of water and gulp down a couple of cold mouthfuls, then lean my elbows against the counter and drop my head into my hands.
Behind the sugar and coffee canisters is a Ruger SR1911 handgun.
Fully loaded.
I reach for it, my palm closing over the cool metal shell, my fingers resting against the trigger.
Ares took my brother from me.
And it’s my job to make him pay for it.
I know that.
I agreed to that.
My father would want that.
“Everything okay?”
I look up to see him standing in the doorway of the bedroom, looking sleepy and disheveled as he palms his eyes and yawns, and a familiar kick thumps in my heart.
