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“Then I will kill you.”
“If you can, by all means. That’s the only way you’ll be able to stop me.”
“Hey, motherfucker.” Nikolai grins up at me with manic eyes that resemble Landon’s when he’s on a high. “You’re not using me for this.”
And just like that, the crazy bastard shoves his neck against the blade. A deep gash opens on his skin, causing blood to pour out.
“Nikolai!” Jeremy roars and starts to run toward us, but Landon keeps him back.
I step away, still holding the bloodied knife in my hand.
“I…won’t be your…downfall…Jer…” Nikolai gurgles, the sound vibrating off his throat.
“This crazy bitch.” Eli starts toward us, removes his jacket and methodically presses it against Nikolai’s bleeding throat. “Oi. Don’t die, little fuck. You’re not making my brother a killer when he didn’t sign up for it.”
“Nikolai!” Jeremy struggles against Lan and tries to punch him, but this time, my cousin ducks and even drives his fist in his face.
Me? I stare at the blood dripping from the knife. So taking a life is this easy and quick.
A nanosecond of slicing a throat is enough to end it all.
Why the fuck did I struggle so much back then? Why didn’t I let it end so…easily?
“Creighton!”
My red vision shifts focus to my brother, who still has the jacket against Nikolai’s neck as his head drops sideways, eyes barely open.
“Release him. He needs to go to the hospital.” He glares at Lan. “Couldn’t you bring Gareth? Why did you have to take this crazy prick?’
My cousin lifts a shoulder. “He insulted me.”
My movements are sure and detached as I cut the ropes. Eli knots the jacket around Nikolai’s neck for the time being. Once the bindings are gone, he carries him outside.
Jeremy tries to follow, but Lan shoves him against the wall. “We’re not done with you yet, Heathen.”
“The fuck are you waiting for?” He glares at me instead of my cousin. “Want to kill me? Want to avenge your pathetic family? Your weak father who couldn’t protect you? Your criminal mother who wanted to kill you? Do it. I’m right here, so fucking do it.”
I storm toward him, wrench him from Lan’s grip and shove him against the wall, my elbow and the knife at his throat. “You think I’m avenging those fucking losers? I couldn’t give a fuck about them, their makeshift family, or their rotten world. This vengeance isn’t about them, it’s aboutme. I was the fallout of the whole situation that no one thought about. I was the one who was left starving, thirsty, and with no destiny but to die. I didn’t crawl out of that hellhole to let bygones be bygones.”
“If you don’t let go of that grudge, you’re going to die at the end of this,” Jeremy says calmly, assertively. “One way or another, whether it’s at the hand of my father, his guards, or his friends. You’ll be killed in the most brutal way possible and lose the life you fought so hard for.”
“At least I’d get closure.”
Lan raises a hand from his position against the wall. “I vote for closure.”
My knife presses closer to Jeremy’s neck. He attempts to kick me but misses when I tighten my grip.
“Anoushka will hate you,” he murmurs.
“Not more than I already hate her.”
And myself for allowing her to have this hold on me.
I hate her for coming into my life, destroying my plans, and somehow still tugging at a strange part of me.
Even now. As I threaten Jeremy, I can’t forget that he’s her fucking brother.
“What the fuck? What the actual fuck?” Remi’s bewildered voice comes from the entrance. “Is that blood? Like real blood? Is this what you meant by an emergency, Anni? What—”
