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“No,” I said with a slight head shake. “You won’t.”

But still, I wasn’t positive. She had the power to kill me and everyone else here. If Sina wanted to hurt me, she could snap all my fingers and my throat in a millisecond. Paragons weren’t known to play nice when pissed off.

“You have to believe me,” I said, drawing her closer. “I know it’s fucking hard. I know you’re scared. But to be honest with you,you’rethe only one who will be able to defeat your father when he comes to take you back.”

“He’s—” Sina started, but then cut herself off. She glanced down at her feet and gnawed on the inside of my cheek. “I think I unlocked another memory from my past. If it’s true and real, then my father … isn’t really my father.”

“But your mother was, wasn’t she?” I asked. It was all making fucking sense now.

“Yes,” Sina said, voice soft. “She was. How’d you know?”

I grabbed her hand and tugged her toward the back door. “You’ll see.”

59

the slaughter

sina

“Why areyou taking me to the prison?” I asked, nerves nipping at my insides.

Thayer took longer strides toward the small concrete building, dragging me along with him. Two guards stood at the door, scanning the forest for trespassers. When Thayer nodded to them, they opened the doors and let us pass.

I took a cautious step inside and followed him down a set of stairs. It was chilly and cold on the inside, the concrete and the cobwebs making me tremble in fear. I’d never been down here before, but the air smelled thick of blood.

My mouth salivated at the mere scent of it, my teeth lengthening. Something deep and feral inside me wanted to taste it, wanted it pooling in my mouth and rolling down my chin. And that something fucking scared me.

“I really don’t think this is a good idea.” My stomach was in knots. I tugged on his arm and hoped he would just listen to me and turn back now. What if I lost control here? “Can we turn back? Please, Thayer. I … please.”

When my foot landed on the final step, he stopped. “No,” he said. His reply was short but final. “I’m going to show you what you’re made of today.”

My stomach twisted and turned even more. I was so fucking terrified of what he had in store for me. After he had told me he couldn’t heal his wounds, I had begun to fear that if I had hurt him worse, I would have killed him.

“But … I—”

Thayer came to a stop in front of a single cell. A man who looked oddly familiar sat in the back of it, chained up and knocked out. I stepped closer to the bars to get a better look and sucked in a deep breath.

“Oh my gods.”

He was …

He was one of my father’s men.

He was somebody who had hurt me, used me, raped me.

“What is he doing here?” I asked, my words coming out soft but there was a certain edge in them, one that I couldn’t seem to explain.

This man terrified me to no end, but the monster inside me made me wanna rip him apart.

“You’re going to kill him,” Thayer said, standing behind me with his arms crossed. His words were matter-of-fact, like I had no other option than to … murder this man in front of me for what he had done to me, to lose complete control.

I had wanted to for so long, but …

“Don’t second-guess yourself, Pretty Bird. Kill him.”

After shifting my gaze from the man to Thayer, I grabbed his hand. “But … what if I lose control? What if I hurt you too? Just like last night.” I shook my head, tears welling in my eyes. “I can’t do that to you. I love you too much.”

The words came out so quickly that I couldn’t seem to stop it. I slapped a hand over my mouth and stared at him with wide eyes. Did I just … did I just say that I loved him out loud? There was no doubt in my mind that I loved these guys and that they loved me too. But was it a bit too soon?

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