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“Not a chance in hell. Remember, Derek killed his own father to protect his brothers. What do you think he’ll do to you, who has no blood tie to him?”

“Don’t matter. Because by the time they find you, the Fangs will have used, broken, and left you for dead.”

“Derek knows Jere. He knows you’re free and hunting me. Derek will tear you to pieces one slice at a time.”

“Do you really think the McKenzies will go to war over you? Someone they barely know,” Jere demanded.

My smug silence was all the answer Jere needed.

“Don’t matter, I’ll be long gone by then. Derek can do what he wants when he finds your body with the Fangs. He will be so incensed that he’ll attack them. He won’t even look for me,” Jere said.

I shook my head and dug my nails into my skin. Slowly and trying not to wince, I indented Jere’s initials into my arm.

“Derek will find me and your mark.”

Jeremy cursed as he saw what I was doing, and he leapt at me. Too late. J R was there. Before the Fangs got a chance to use and abuse me, I’d be dead, and my body would have these marks. Derek would hunt Jere until the end.

“Let me go, and I’ll make sure Derek doesn’t kill you,” I offered.

“No. You stole from me; you’re going to pay,” Jere growled out.

“Then I better confess everything,” I said blithely, attempting to buy time.

Slowly, I began telling Jere exactly how I’d betrayed Oscar and the plans I had put in place. Of course, I didn’t mention Riley or my cousins but instead made it seem the mastermind had been all me.

Levi

Levi approached the third house in what was a road in the middle of nowhere. Someone had planned years ago to build an estate, and bankruptcy hit him, and then the buildings did not sell. So this, in the middle of nowhere, an abandoned street, had ten derelict houses. Levi’s mind flashed to a business opportunity, but then his focus hit the third house. In there was Madisen.

Derek was already there, and Chance and his men were on their way.

Derek was pacing back and forth on a call to another of his brothers. He kept sending Levi a shitty look, which Levi had to admit was justified. He promised Derek nobody knew his secret place, and less than twenty-four hours later, Madisen had been snatched.

“Seems Jeremy learned of the Fangs. They’re from Florida, and he made contact with them. They identified Madisen, and Jeremy arranged for the snatch and grab. He’s in there with her,” Derek growled.

“My brothers will be here shortly,” Levi said.

“And my sister may be dead by then. There are three of them and two of us. I’m going in,” Derek challenged.

“We don’t know there’s only three,” Levi argued.

“Then watch yourself.”

In his immaculate suit, Derek moved forward, his head on a swivel, looking for any sight of an enemy. He motioned silently for Levi to go to the back. Levi nodded and drew his weapon. McKenzie was crazy, but so was Levi. It was a requirement of being Hellfire. Derek held up three fingers and made a zero, and Levi began counting. He hit the back door with five seconds left and, on zero, kicked the door in.

He entered with his gun out and heard footsteps heading towards him in a hurry. A bullet zoomed past him, and Levi took cover. The Fang kept firing, and Levi counted shots. Jesus, this guy was a damn idiot. As soon as the bullets stopped, Levi stepped out and fired once. The Fang went down with a bullet between his eyes.

A similar shot echoed from deeper within the house, and Levi quietly made his way forward.

Derek met him with a nod and tilted his head to say ‘upstairs’. They made their way up and listened for any noise.

“He’s armed,” Madisen’s voice rang out, and there was the sound of flesh hitting skin.

“I’ll kill that fucker,” Derek mumbled and kicked the door in.

A bullet hit the frame.

“You’ll regret missing Jeremy,” Derek promised as Levi eased into the room behind him.

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