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In my air, on my skin, and down to the marrow of my fucking bones.
Standing up, I pull on the sheet covering the mattress and throw it to the ground. I smash a lamp and then use it to wreak havoc on everything in the bathroom.
Her shampoo, her perfume, her toothbrush, her fluffy towels. I accidentally cut my hand and smear them with blood.
By the time I’m done, I’m breathing heavily and everything is as broken as I am.
But it’s still not fucking enough.
Rage bubbles in my veins, flowing with blood and demanding more.
Time to take this to the next level.
Landon already said he’d bring Jeremy to my door by threatening Nikolai’s life.
It’s been long enough for him to fulfill that promise.
I leave my room and head to the basement. Eli said he’d keep an eye on surveillance—and Lan as he nurses his wounds.
Remi passed out soon after Bran took him back to his room, too drunk to care about anything.
I expect to find Nikolai still drugged up. He woke up early this morning and nearly broke his arm trying to escape his bindings, so Landon had to drug ‘the crazy bloody bastard’ again.
My feet come to a halt near the basement when the automatic light doesn’t come on.
There’s no shortage of power to cause this, so the only explanation is that someone purposefully cut it off.
Sure enough, I make out a shadow moving swiftly along the hall.
Strategically.
I track their movements until they reach their destination.
The basement door.
When they insert the key and unlock it, I catch a glimpse of none other than my cousin.
Surprisingly, it’s not Landon, though.
Bran slips inside with swift agility that I’m witnessing for the first time.
I wait a few moments before I follow behind.
Through the ajar door, I can make out Nikolai’s huge body slumped over in the chair he’s bound to. His head has fallen to his chest and his long hair is loose, forming a curtain over his face.
Brandon remains a safe distance away, watching him with a blank expression.
He’s always been the most even-tempered out of the four of us. He’s never indulged in hunting, manipulations, pranks, fighting, or anything monstrous.
Brandon King is the only good boy among us.
Where his twin brother is a volcano, Bran is the earth—silent, deep, and actually has a core.
Morals.
Which is why I have no doubt he’ll let Nikolai go. He’s just not the type who’ll sit by while someone else gets hurt.
A trait that will probably get him killed one day.
