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Maybe, this was exactly the kind of thing my sister enjoyed.
Breaking.
Destroying.
Controlling.
I lowered my gaze to that rod, watching the sparks inside light up as she moved closer.
“You see, brother dearest, I never wanted your family anyway. I was always destined for this one of my own.”
Agony turned to rage. One that became something savage inside me. I’d never had rage for her, never had rage for a woman in my entire life. They were always the ones to protect, the ones to care for…until now.
Now…this one—the one who was supposed to be my blood—was different.
“He’s going to die, you know that, don’t you?”
She stilled, a crease carving between her brows. She knew what I was talking about. I saw it all play out in those brown eyes, before that smile was back again. Her lips curled wider. “You think you can get anywhere near him? Then…think again.”
She drove that rod into my stomach, giving me all the voltage it had. I threw my head backwards, unleashing a roar that burned through my body. My stomach clenched. My insides jerked and quivered, tightening until I couldn’t take anymore.
Then with a jerk she tore away, leaving my feet to tap and kick as I slumped, my shoulders screaming with all my weight.
“I will destroy you.” She said through her heavy breaths. “Everyone you care about. Everyone they care about. I will take that white fucking knight need you have to protect and I’ll tear it apart, until there’s nothing left but despair. That’s what I will do to you. But Hale…Hale already has what he wants.”
A terrified, desperate scream echoed, growing louder before the door to my cell was thrown open.
“You fucking bite me again, you goddamn bitch, and I’ll put a fucking bullet through that belly of yours!” A guard bellowed as he shoved a very pregnant woman into the room in front of me.
At first my mind refused to work.
I stared at her as she straightened, breathing hard and holding onto her swollen stomach.
“Hunter?” She called my name.
I just stared at her and tried to remember who she was…
Until the woman jerked a savage glare toward my sister. “I have no idea who the fuck you are…but you’re about to know who I am real quickly. London St. James and the Sons will tear this place apart to find me…and you along with it.”
The guard who’d dragged her in rubbed his hand and limped forward. “That fucking bitch is goddamn crazy.”
“Oh, buddy,” her lips curled, baring her teeth. “You have no idea.”
“I know who you are, Vivienne.” My sister turned on her.
I shook my head, my thoughts coming back to me now. I knew her…Vivienne…Helene’s Vivienne.
“No.” I croaked and shook my head. “Whatever you’re planning, you’re not doing that.”
Vivienne’s eyes widened as she took in the rod in my sister’s hand, the one that hummed with the electrical current. She spun, terrified now, as she settled her gaze on the bastard who’d tortured me.
“You.” She whispered, her face growing pale. “You did this…you did this to my Colt.”
The brutal guard just smiled.
Through the blur, my sister smiled.
Then with a scream, the hurricane of a woman lunged. She clawed his face, raking her nails along his cheek before he had a chance to stumble backwards. Pregnant or not, that one was a force…just like her sister.
