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I shut my eyes as he closed the door with a thud.
BOOM!
Something exploded in the warehouse. I didn’t open my eyes at the sound and barely flinched. I didn’t care anymore. Not about them or about what I’d done. There was no going back for me anyway. The Order had made sure of that.
It was kill or be killed.
And those who I loved would make sure I wasn’t the latter.
Carven opened the driver’s door and started the engine with a growl. One glance at the smoke billowing into the air from the warehouse and he shoved the muscle car into gear and tore out of there. That black smoke filled the side mirror as we left the biker club behind.
You’re like that other fucking bitch, aren’t you?
I closed my eyes as those words hit home. It wouldn’t end. The breeding. The destroying. The controlling. Not until now. I opened my eyes and turned my head as Carven pressed the button on his phone. These men will burn The Hale Order to the ground. It was the only way to stop this once and for all.
“Guild, it’s me. No, nothing. You?”
I saw hope die in his eyes as he drove with harsh jerking movements. We were far too tired to care.
“We’re going home.” He cut me a steely look. “Call me the instant you hear anything. I mean it…yeah.” He glanced my way. “Wildcat has done well, real well…”
He lowered his phone and hit the button.
I didn’t fight him this time as he nosed the car to the expensive suburb neighborhood where we lived. Instead, I hit the button on the seatbelt and shifted closer to him, leaning my head on his shoulder. He lifted his arm, wincing with the effort as he pulled me close.
By the time we turned into our street, sleep had all but given up on me. I tried to blink the sting away from my eyes as we pulled into the driveway. A pang tore across my chest as I stared at the empty spot where Colt’s four-wheel drive had sat last night.
I wanted him back.
Now.
Every second he was with them was a second longer they’d hurt him. I tried to not think about it as Carven killed the engine and I climbed out. Tried to push away his screams that resounded in my head as I made my way to the back door.
A guard stepped out from the side, carrying a sniper’s rifle in his hand. He stared, wincing as I passed.
“Turn your goddamn head,” Carven snarled. “Don’t fucking look at her like that. What the fuck do you think this is, a goddamn playdate?”
The guard’s eyes widened before he turned away. I didn’t need to see the horror in his stare. I knew exactly what I looked like. I’d seen it all in the reflection of those I murdered. As I yanked open the door and stepped into the hallway, I realized I was past caring.
The devil could take my soul if there was a deal to be made. I’d gladly hand it over, wrapped in a bow and all…
As long as he gave me back to those I loved.
My steps were slow. My body, heavy. I barely saw anything as I made my way to our wing and stepped into my bedroom. The bedding was still a mess, the sheets rumpled from where Colt had lain. I stopped at the foot of the bed, listening to the thud of the bedroom door further along the hall, and in a brutal wave, it all hit me.
I crumpled, grabbing hold of the soft comforter as I sank to the floor.
He was gone…
Just like that…
I shook my head as a sob ripped free. But it wasn’t tears I wanted. I strangled the softness as a scream ripped free, searing and bloodied, unfurling like a demon inside me. My hands shook, yanking and tearing the sheets until the momentum consumed me and shoved upward.
“YOU FUCKING BASTARD!” I screamed. “I FUCKING HAAATEEEE YOOOUUU!” Each breath was like swallowing shards of glass. Still, it was all I had. One after another, cutting and slicing, shredding me apart on the inside. I licked my lips and tasted blood.
What they’d done to me was one thing.
But to do that to someone pure like Colt…it was inhuman.
