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“Connor wasn’t perfect. His men weren’t loyal either,” he snarls, squirming as I press harder down on his knee.
“Yer right, but his kingdom never fell until he was murdered. Yer dad was barely holdin’ on. It takes a real leader to rule…and to win. Yer da andmine…they’re both failures because this is all mine.”
The horror on Liam’s face reveals he wasn’t privy to the fact that Sean is indeed my dad. He had no idea this was very personal to Sean and me.
“So I ask ya again, where is he?”
Before he can answer, a car’s screeching tires and then a loud bang hint someone has been hit. Cian quickly runs for the door while I stay with Liam.
“Ya don’t actually think he’d spare yer life, do ya? Yer nothin’ to him. A pawn to get what he wants.”
Liam smirks, and the sight sends a chill right through me. I don’t know why he’s smiling when he knows he’s minutes away from joining his family.
With my gun still trained on him, I quickly dig into my pocket for my phone and send a text to Rory.
Everything okay?
While I wait for his reply, I check his location how he showed me and sigh in relief when it indicates he’s still at my gaff.
All good here.
I pass it off as me just being paranoid, and when Cian and Ron enter through the door with a hostage, that paranoia settles because the enemy is here—finally.
I can barely believe my eyes, but I savor this moment as I know it’s one I will revisit for the rest of my life. Monsters are real…and they come in the shape of my father, who stands before me.
My brain can’t process that he is really here, and my heart softens for a fraction of a second, remembering the good times. But those memories are soon destroyed when everything he’s done for his own greed comes careering to me like a freight train.
This man who gave me life, took it from me in the same breath.
Cian and Ron are on either side of him, holding on tightly so he can’t escape. But he wouldn’t. He’s too bleedin’ proud for that. And that’s confirmed when he has the audacity to smile as we lock eyes.
“How y’ve grown, son. Look at ya. A big man now.”
He’s baiting me, and it’s worked.
“Let him go,” I order Cian and Ron, who hesitate for a moment before doing as I’ve asked. They step aside, knowing this is going to get ugly.
I take my time examining the man who has taken everything from me. Now that I’m older, I see the similarities between us. Same eye color, same facial features, and the same sarcastic grin when we know we’re going to win.
That’s soon to change when I punch him square in the face. A painedoofleaves him as his head snaps back with a crack.
The bloodlust rouses the demons, demanding more, but they’ll have to wait because we have a lot to catch up on.
“Don’t call me son.”
He nods, wiping his bloodied lip with a smile. “Still got that temper, so you have. I’m to blame for that.”
Inhaling sharply, I count to three to calm myself down. “Where are Ethan and Eva? I know ya came here ’cause ye want somethin’ from me. So let’s stop with the bullshit.”
But Sean has other ideas. “Ye look just like yer ma. I always wanted to tell ya that but could not. Keepin’ the truth from ye almost killed me.”
“I’ll happily put ye out of yer misery then.”
He laughs in response, and why wouldn’t he? He’s in control. Until Ethan and Eva are safe, he knows he has the upper hand.
“I loved her, and she loved me,” he continues, while I clench my fists, barely holding on.
“Is that why ye killed her? ’Cause ya loved her so much? That why ya slit her throat, knowin’ I was watchin’? ’Cause of yer love for her?”
