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The man who’d brought me back.
Who’d molded me with his own fingers into someone new.
“This doesn’t change anything,” Caleb started.
“Then what happened to me was for nothing.” I held his gaze as I answered. “And feels worse than the rape.”
He flinched.
Just like before, I felt that shift inside me, thatslipping.Moving, creating. My hands clenched on their own. That thrumming inside me wasn’t a desperate need to flee. It was a need torun to, to grab this newness that trembled with the first flicker of life and slam it into me.
To smother me.
Tobecome.
“I’m going to kill him,” I whimpered.
“No.” Tobias stepped forward and closed the distance between us. When I looked into his eyes, I saw thatnewnessstaring back. “We’regoing to fucking kill him.”
“That’s why I went looking,” Caleb explained. “That’s why I tracked the bastard down. I wanted it to beus.”
“Ours, princess,” Nick growled, his hands curled into fists. “You are ours…and we take care of our own.”
“Then we take this piece of shit out.” Tobias never looked away from me. “Then we bring you home and show you just how much you mean to us.”
I lifted my chin, and whispered. “Yes.”
TWENTY-EIGHT
Tobias
TOBIAS!TOBIAS PLEASE!
Her screams rang inside my head. They were all I could hear. She’d screamed for me…she’d screamed for me.The sound of it shattered something inside me. Still, I gripped her chin and stared deep into her eyes.Be the man…be the man she needs you to be. Be that fucking man or I swear to God…I’ll eat that goddamn bullet myself.“We take care of our own, little mouse. You understand me?”
There was a tremble in her eyes, a glistening of fresh tears even over the savage gleam. “Yes.”
We take care of our own…
Hate moved inside me. I’d tasted that hate. In the darkest hours, when they’d taken her from me, I’d swallowed it down. The bitter tang bloomed now in the back of my throat. But as I stood there and stared into her eyes, I welcomed the taste. “Then we take him out.”
“All of us,” she agreed.
She was holding onto that hate, tasting it for the first time. Fuck, it felt like a freight train hit me. Seeing her like this, her hands clenched at her sides, and that look of pure, cold rage.
Pure…
She was pure to me.
First her virginity.
Now her hate.
But the thought of her—I lowered my gaze to her perfect fucking hands fisted against her thighs—the thought of her carrying blood on those hands was almost too much to bear. “I can do it on my own if you want me to.”
Those words were quiet, too fucking quiet for the malice they intended. I’d never felt like this with anyone before, never felt so raw and open. I’d never felt so…selfless.
“No,” she answered and shook her head. The muscles of her jaw flexed. “I need this.”
