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My muscles quaked, driving the pain into my elbow as I slowly turned my head to meet the Son’s stare.
He flinched with the connection, then murmured. “What the fuck are you?”
“Not Son,” I grunted. “Killer.”
“No, he isn’t. He’s my goddamn brother.” Carven sucked in hard breaths and pressed the tip of his blade into the back of the other Son’s neck. “Now, how about we play a little game. Let’s see if your finger can pull that trigger faster than I can drive this blade through your fucking spine.”
There was a flicker of panic before his lips curled.
“That’s what I figured.” Carven reached around and took the gun from his hand, then he shifted that piercing blue stare my way before glancing at the male in my hands. “Take your time, brother. Do what you have to do.”
I turned my focus back to him. To the one who wanted to hurt her.
“Mine.” The word was a growl that rumbled in my chest as I squeezed. “My female. My mate.”
Feet kicked. Fists swung, landing against my cheek. My head was snapped to the side by the blow and my elbows howled as I clenched my fists, driving all my hate and desperation into my grip until, with a roar, his neck went snap and Hale’s Son was no more.
“Goddamn, Beast.” Carven jerked his stare my way.
I sucked in hard breaths and stared at the male in my hands as I let him go, letting him crumple to the floor.
“You aren’t one of us,” The male Carven pressed his knife against spoke. “What the fuck are you?”
“Something your kind made,” Carven spat. “Now, you and I are gonna have a nice little chat while my brother comes back to us.” His stare was desperate. “Right, Colt?”
No.
Not yet.
Not ready.
I swung my stare to the darkness up ahead. I could feel him up there. The man we were hunting…and so could Carven. My brother’s focus shifted with mine.
“He’s up there waiting you know,” Hale’s Son croaked. “He made you. You belong to him. You feel it, right? That need to belong. You finally found it. You never belonged to St. James. You belong with us. We are your family.”
I swung my glare toward him. Heavy breaths consumed me as I took a step forward until I almost towered over him and leaned in until my chest hit his and he was forced to breathe my air.
“Easy, Beast,” my brother urged. “Easy.”
Rage howled inside me, hating the fact I felt what he’d said. It thrummed inside me, like a pulse I couldn’t quite find. I wanted to strangle that pulse…I wanted to tear it out.
“I will find him,” my words rumbled in the back of my throat. “And he won’t like what he created one bit.”
Colt pushed in, not desperate or demanding. Comforting. I eased back, letting him take hold. Knowing I didn’t have to take control. He hated and raged just as I did. I slipped away, melting back into the shadows, waiting to return to her.
A keening call tore from my chest, resounding in the darkness.
My Wildcat…my mate.
She was close.
“What the fuck kind of sound was that?”
I shook my head, my senses dull…until one last surge of the beast ripped through me. I saw everything. His mind. His senses…and in that clarity…two heartbeats behind us. I turned, whipping my gaze to the darkness. To another alcove deeper in the tunnel we’d come from.
Vivienne’s face rose in my mind. Confusion filled me. Through the connection of the Beast, she felt close…real damn close. I stared at the two dark blurs racing back along the tunnel behind us, and an overwhelming need to follow filled me.
I took a step backwards.
