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“We’re closing,” he grunts but his eyes widen when I pull up my sleeve.
“You know what this means.” The runes glimmer on my arms. They’re old spells, enchantments for strength and courage and it’s more symbolic than anything but the superstitious ones claim this is why we’ve been able to obtain the power we have.
The bartender nods, choking, “Mafia.”
“You don’t see, don’t hear, don’t speak,” I warn and he nods fearfully again. “Scram,” I snarl and he runs out of the Inn. I take the keys to the rooms upstairs before walking up a narrow staircase, leading to the second floor. Using the key I open the first door to my left and what do you know...
If it isn’t Scar himself snoring in his bed.
Soundlessly I cross the floor and look down at him. “Aren’t you a beauty? Open your eyes, you ugly piece of trash,” I snarl and he twitches, his eyes flashing and he automatically reaches for his gun that I’m holding in my own hand and I slam down his wrist. “Why so stressed, Scarecrow? I just wanna talk.”
The language of violence that is...
“Tsk, tsk...,” I rasp, shaking my head while his eyes shine black in his white face. “Adelaide Bowen. Does the name ring a bell?”
He shakes his head.
“No?” I bend my face closer to his. “How about I give your brain a little scratch and maybe you’ll remember.” Growling, I slam a hand on his face causing his nose bone to poke his brain and he wails in pain. “Shut up!” I growl, stabbing my knife down his chest and the first cut is all it takes.
Dead.
Rising, I brush my mouth with the back of my hand and the thirst is more bearable now but I’m still not satisfied. Leaving his room, I methodically do the same with the others, silently trespassing and killing them in their beds. By the time the sun is about to rise all twelve of them are down.
Slaughtered.
I’m tempted to take their scalps and give them to Addie as trophies...but I have a feeling she wouldn’t appreciate it and I’m not willing to risk it. Grinning, I throw one last glance at my work and I lick my lips.
Whoever said revenge is a dish best served cold was wrong. It tastes so much better when warm and I take my lighter and light up the trail of gasoline I made.
Swoosh.
Flames lick around me as I walk out of the Inn and I clench my fists.
I’m Addie’s hero but she’ll never know it.
To her I’ll always be the man that one day showed up on her farm and fell brutally in love with her. And maybe that will have to be enough.
****
Adelaide
“Mmm,” I purr, snuggling closer to Revenge. “Doan you smell good.” He smells so clean and icy as if he got up in the middle of the night to take a shower but I know he’s been right next to me all along. He’s ruined all my little bits and pieces and making love to him was...epic. Cracking my lids open, the sunlight washes over Revenge as he looks down on me. He’s so impending and succulent with his serious eyes and slicked back hair and tingles tease my skin.
His eyes stir with possession, his jaw flexing powerfully and he bends his face to inhale the warmth from my skin and a pool of need spreads through my lower belly. It spreads fast and heavy and for the first in a long time, I feel like I’m at home.
“You moan my name in your sleep,” he groans against my throat and my cheeks heat. “Say it like a little plea between your lips as if you can’t live without me.”
My lashes flutter. “I can’t, Rev. I really can’t.”
“Can’t live without you either, lamb,” he rasps and scoops me up to his chest. “You love me don’t you? More than anything.”
“More than anything,” I assure him, biting my lip and he looks like he’s in the throes of ecstasy when I tell him that. His body starts brimming, the veins on his neck protruding and his naked body strains, causing his muscles to tense and roll under his skin.
“And you will never love anything more than me,” he adds with a flare of jealousy, looming over me and I shake my head.
“How could I?” How could I love anything more than Revenge when the sun circulates around him, when he’s the one who makes this place feel like all the windows are wide open and a fresh, northern breeze is sweeping through and illuminating all the dark corners. He makes the storms bearable.
“Fuck, I love your loyalty as much as I love you,” he growls, slanting his lips over mine and I gasp, eagerly kissing him back and I turn giddy underneath his body. I’ve never loved a body more than his, or a mind...or a heart. I’ve met the love of my life.
