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Fucking.
Shit.
I walked into something from a true crime documentary.
Like… I’d had a faint inkling of what this was, but it was another thing to see the clear tarps across the floor and wall. Toseethe alpha on his knees in the middle of it. He was gagged and bound, face ruddy and eyes wide with panic as Ebony stood over him, silver eyes curious and fixed on me.
“Ohdude…”
Fuck.
Double fuck.
This was bad.
Really. Really bad.
“Whatare you doing?” I asked, voice a rasp.
“Field trip.”
“No no no.Thisis too much. The second car… the sneaking around—fine. But… this? The… tarps?” My voice was weak.
“For the blood.”
I swallowed. “Right. The blood.”
“Well.” I could almost hear the smile in his voice. “That part’s up to you.”
“Up tome?”
“I could go either way. There’s less after they’re dead, and I can make a man scream without spilling a drop, but I wanted to cover all my bases in case you had a preference.”
Preference?
“I didn’t think you were actually…” I ran my fingers through my hair, staring around again.“Oh fuck!”
We were screwed.
Completely screwed. And I was here.
I was an accomplice.
“I’m surprised. I thought you had me all pegged.” There was something delighted twinkling in Ebony’s gaze as he watched me melt down. He crouched down beside the struggling alpha, lifting a cloth beside him to reveal a neatly laid out line of… oh God.
Torture instruments?
“No.” I lifted my finger, shoving down my nausea as I crossed toward him. “It’s afuckingmyth that most people like you do this. You’re supposed to be running businesses, climbing politics, claiming positions of power”—my voice dropped to a hiss—“Not actually cutting people up and tossing them over bridges.”
The wails of the alpha became more desperate.
Ebony looked rather pleased. “Despite the fact that you alluded to it the other week, you still missed the most important piece.”
“What?” I asked.
He plucked out the thinnest knife in the case. I realised, as he’d spoken, his aura had edged into the space. One brief flicker at a time with more control than I ever felt. But his eyes were burning, the knife spinning in his grip.
He sighed, one long exhale as he considered the man before him.
