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Drip.
“AGAIN!” Hale roared.
The pain came once more, driving deeper. My right leg trembled violently, until I couldn’t hold on. With the mention of her name, it all came rushing back to me. The phone call to London…the panic in my voice.
London…I…I killed her.
NO! I jerked as Ophelia’s scream shattered the moment. You were mine when you were conceived, she screamed. Mine to torment. Mine to destroy.
CRACK! Something broke inside of me.
Something…crawled free.
“That’s enough. He’s out.”
He’s out.
He’s…out.
“Not yours.”
“What?” That far away voice called. “What did you say?”
I forced my eyes to open. Through the cracks and the sting of the sweat, I saw them. “I’m not yours. I never was. I am…Wildcat’s.”
“What the fuck is he saying?”
Hale’s voice came clearly now. “Untie him. Leave him here. We’ll try again later. I want to know what that bastard is planning. I need to be one step ahead. If it’s a war London wants, then it’s a war he’ll get…my way. First, we need the bitch. We take her and they’ll come. We take her and they’re all dead…every single one of them.”
I forced myself to hold on.
To push that emptiness away for just a little while longer. I lifted my head, but my bones were heavy as lead. Still, I found him in the gloom. I found his face. I found his eyes. “You touch her…and I’ll kill you.”
He took a step closer, lifting his gaze until he stared up at me. I jerked my body, trying to free my hands. But my feet swung free. There was no ground for me to grasp onto. Not up here. There was just pain.
Hale’s lips curled at the edges as he looked down, past my bare chest, my body bruised and bleeding from their fists and their boots, then up again to meet my stare. “Son…you’re already dead.”
He gave a hard chuff, then turned around and left.
Already dead.
I don’t think so…
But it wasn’t my voice that came back to me.
It was his.
The beast.
I tried to push him back into his cell, tried to tether him to the past. But I couldn’t…not anymore. My chest trembled as a dark, demented chuckle tore out of me. Metallic and hollow, tasting like blood and murder. That sound grew and grew and grew, until it bounced off the walls of this prison. Laughter reverberated through my body, turning into a roar.
It had no place in this horror.
Yet, here it was.
Here I am, the beast whispered. Finally.
Hale stopped cold in the middle of the darkened room, then turned around. There was a spark of fear in those beady fucking eyes, stilling that unhinged sound that had somehow come from me.
