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"Get him away from me!" I scream, knowing how easily it worked for Beth over a month ago.
The door knob turns and the door swings open a second later.
A man stands in the doorway, his eyes darting from me and back to Beck over and over as he tries to assess the situation. We're almost the entire width of the room apart.
Beck keeps his eyes on me. "Please don't do this, baby."
"Maybe you need to give her some space," the guy says.
"Listen to your friend," I snap. "Because that heart of yours can't be trusted."
He looks like I've ripped him apart as he stands. He doesn't bother getting his belongings before walking out of the door, shoulders slumped forward.
The man who opened the door looks at me one last time as if he's more than a little disappointed in me before closing the door again. That guy is a fucking psycho. I could see it in his eyes.
I rush to lock it before pacing around the room, tears rolling down my face.
I hate that I had to do that to him. It was the only way I could think of to protect him a little even though I know it won't go very far. If Nathan so much as catches a hint of what Beck and I have done, we're both dead, but then again we could both be dead already.
I hear movement on the other side of the door, and I don't hesitate to press my ear to it. I need to know what the plan is. Maybe I can be relocated to a different state. Forming connections and staying in the same place too long is what put me in this predicament in the first place. I just need to be on my own and constantly moving. I need to stay three steps ahead of Nathan at all times. It's the only possible way to survive him.
"But you didn't find out where they are?" someone says, and from the raspy tone of his voice, I bet it was that crazy-eyed guy who came into the room a few moments ago.
"She didn't tell me what Kincaid wanted to know," Beck assures him.
My blood runs cold.
"That's too bad," the other guy says.
I just argued that he was the pawn, but it seems I was the pawn all along. Did he tell me he loved me because it was a last-ditch effort to get me to confess to something they could use in court? Time has been running out since I got to the clubhouse back in New Mexico, but we're down to the final hour here, and he needed to try one last time to get something.
I know I don't have a right to feel betrayal, but it doesn't keep it from seeping inside of me. I swipe at the tears rolling down my cheeks.
In a different lifetime, I could've easily seen myself building a life with Beck, but he might possibly be an even bigger monster than Nathan. At least Nathan didn't pretend to be something he wasn't for very long.
Beck might try to keep me safe from Nathan but that's for his and Cerberus's own gain. It has nothing to do with me. I'm just a damaged woman incapable of repair. The real victims are the ones they've been looking for.
I feel used, but most of all I feel vindictive.
Maybe Nathan was right all along. There's a monster inside of me, and all I need to do is feed it.
Chapter 29
Newton
I'm no stranger to not sleeping. I think I could function on a couple hours of sleep a night for months at a time, but this morning it's hitting me worse than it ever has.
I knew telling her how I felt was a huge risk. It was a gamble I took thinking that the tables were tilted in my favor.
I was so wrong.
I know she lashed out last night because she's scared. Today is a huge day for her, something she has dreaded probably since the day she took off from here over a year ago.
God, I knew better. Why did I open my big fucking mouth? It isn't about me right now.
I added pressure to an already stressful time.
"It's all yours," Hemlock says, his voice always sounding like a growl of anger.
