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“You need to watch your fucking mouth!” I shout.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see The Masks get to their feet. I also sense Lorcan moving to my rear, protecting my back just like he’s always done. The tension is so thick, I can almost taste the bloodshed on my tongue.
“Or what?” Beast counters. “You’d rather try and kill me and The Masks because you can’t handle the fucking truth?”
“No, that isnotwhat we want,” Arden cuts in, forcefully pushing me back against Lorcan who wraps his arms around my waist and holds me firm against him.
“Let me go, Lorcan!”
“No,” he replies, his thick arms like steel bands around my waist.
“Let me go,” I pant, ready to turn on my brother just so I can have it out with Beast, so I can feel his wrath and pay for my sins.
“This is not what you need,” Lorcan whispers against my ear. “Think of Cyn, goddamn it.”
The mention of her name is a trigger, the memory of those bastards taking her from me is the bullet that rips open my fucking chest, leaving a gaping hole.
“FUCK THIS!” I roar, struggling in his arms, all sense of reason leaving me.
“Carrick stop!” he pleads, holding me tighter, refusing to let go.
“Let me go, Lorcan!”
“Shh, Carrick. It’s okay. It’s okay,” he whispers against my ear, holding me firm as I fight to get out of his arms. We almost stumble sideways into the seats, but Lorcan keeps us both upright. Keeping me steady when all I want is to be unstable.
“It’s not fucking okay! They’ve got her Lorcan. They’ve got Cyn!”
“I know, Carrick. I know,” he breathes against my cheek. The scratch of his stubble coarse against my skin, rubbing against my still tender scar. “But wewillget her back.”
“They’ll break her. They’ll fucking break her before we do!” I cry, the sharp sting of anguish gutting me. I know she’s strong. I know she is. But those men. They’re sadistic bastards. They’ll hurt her and fuckingmeanit.
“No,” Jakub says. “They won’t.”
“You don’t fucking know that!” I counter, my heart slamming against my ribcage.
My motherfucking heart hurts. IT HURTS.
I want to rage at the world.
I want to claw at my skin.
I want to rip open my ribcage, pull my beating heart from my chest and crush it in my hands.
I want to go back to that night when those bastards took her from me and kill them all.
I want to kill them all.
But more than that, I want Cyn.
I want her gentle touch and her beautiful smile. I want her angry tongue and her stinging bite. I want her words of wisdom and sharp wit. I want her pretty pussy and her sexy mouth.
I want her sweet, sweet voice.
I want her.
“I WANT CYN!” I shout, fucking pain like nothing I’ve felt before buckling my knees. The weight of my guilt a fucking mountain on my shoulders. It crushes me, makes me weak.
Lorcan hauls me upright. “Arden!” he urges, the fear in his voice palpable.
