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It wasn’t just a bad idea.

It was suicide.

The Bankses were now more dangerous than ever. That, I didn’t goddamn need. But I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Ryth, Vivienne…would Helene come to the meeting, as well?

Vivienne didn’t trust her.

Ryth didn’t even know her. I wasn’t sure she even knew of her.

All three of King’s blood right there for the taking.

If I was Hale, that’s when I’d strike.

Take them all…

Hold them for ransom.

I clenched my grip around the wheel.

Over my fucking dead body.

None of this should’ve happened. Ryth and her damn stepbrothers were supposed to stay hidden while I ripped apart the goddamn Order, unearthing the sick bastards behind the sickening trafficking ring. The moment I found they’d stolen King’s DNA was the moment I knew this started as a way to control him.

Who would want to bring one of the world’s richest and most powerful men to his knees? Haelstrom Hale, that’s who.

What better way than his own blood?

Breed from his bloodline, use them to take apart his legacy.

At the very least, draw King out into the open…which is exactly what I’d tried to do.

By using Vivienne…

I swallowed hard. But that was before. Before the pain in the ass spitfire clawed her way inside my fucking heart. Now she didn’t just howl and scream within those soft, bleeding walls…she fucking belonged there.

Christ, this was a goddamn mess.

I hadn’t meant to love her, hadn’t meant to want the fucking wildcat. Now we all did. Now she belonged with us. Now she was ours. Red and blue lights flickered in the rear-view mirror far behind me. I left them, shifting my thoughts back to the woman who carried King’s DNA.

The moment I found the records of her lineage, I was stunned, then riveted. Hale had always told me there was a purpose to The Order, for him at least. A desperate, obsessive, controlling purpose to unearth the man known as King. Once I found out how he planned to do that, I had to control it.

Only, when I found Vivienne, that all changed.

Now I just wanted to control her.

My pulse sped, narrowing in on her. The way she smelled. The way she touched. The way she moaned underneath me. I wanted it all…now that she was pregnant with our baby. Just like Ryth was with the Bankses’.

The red and blue hues grew brighter as I turned onto the off-ramp.

I focused on the flashing lights that came again. Two cop cars this time.

King and his bloodline faded into the background as the two police sedans raced around me, turning up ahead onto a familiar street.

“What the fuck?” I slowed, glancing at the road in front of me. My house was not far in the distance. I tapped the brakes, slowing the Audi to a crawl.

The two cop cars parked behind the two EMT vans parked in the driveway of the towering mansion. If it was anyone else’s place, I would’ve kept driving. But it wasn’t, was it?

It was the Areses’.

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