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“No, I’ll handle this.” I wasn’t about to let the wolf get near my mate, not when his priority wasn't her, and if she got hurt, he wouldn't think twice.
I was terrified for her, the very thought of James taking her from me tearing at my very soul until all I could think about was how slowly I’d make James suffer.
I gestured for him to come forward.
“You want a go at me, then come on. May the strongest win.” I remembered clearly how James had gotten the scars, how he’d been ambushed by a horde of Therabus, those nasty-as-fuck Katara Otherworld assholes who gained their power from syphoning it out of others. They’d scarred up his face, draining his life force as they all but sawed off his head.
I knew Sean had led a group that saved James, had helped the vampire heal, tending to him around the clock. But shortly after was when I found out about Sean's betrayal.
A traitor was a traitor who got no mercy. And so I had to take matters into my own hands.
“Or are you too much of a pussy to take me on?” I laughed. “You know how I killed him?” Keep that rage on me, fucker. “So fucking slowly, James. I cut his tongue out first?—”
James roared out and shoved Kayla aside, bracing his upper body forward, his eyes flashing red for battle. I tensed in readiness and anticipation, felt aggression at his rough treatment of her. I bared my teeth in rage and fear when I saw the knife had cut into the side of Kayla’s throat, smelled copious amounts of her blood spilled.
She’d been pushed to the side hard enough she fell into Salvatore, who placed a gun to her temple at the same time he placed his hand on her neck, adding pressure to the wound.
I wasn’t dumb. The fucker didn’t want her dead, because he—the Assembly—would use her to get to me. They’d use her against me, because they knew she was my only real weakness.
Not the sun, not even death could bring me down like the very thought of my mate being hurt could.
My heart jumped into my throat, and I saw literal red as I crashed into James.
Odhran made inhuman sounds right before everything else faded, and all I was focused on was taking this piece of shit out fast.
I could hear the noise of guns going off distantly, the muted sounds of shots hitting bodies, of shouts and growls penetrating the cinderblocks. Another shrill alarm went off, and I took note of the concerned expression suddenly on Salvatore’s face.
Let’s get this fucking started… and ended.
James was out of control as he let his anger propel him forward. His movements were sloppy and fast, his rage getting the better of him as I was able to block his move and counteract.
Then again, I was stronger, faster, and far more deadly than him. I had my own rage urging me on, but I’d learned to shape it, use it to my advantage. I’d trained myself to twist that anger and hatred so I was able to use it to my advantage, so I let my power grow because of it.
Over a hundred years of learning to be stealthy, becoming an expert in my control, and using the fucking malice running through my veins to become the strongest, most deadly being I could be.
And I used that all toward this piece of shit.
This would be a fast fight. I might have killed him slowly, played with him a bit, but not when it concerned my female. Not when he’d directly put Kayla in harm's way… not when he touched her, dared to lay a finger on her.
He swung at me, and I gripped his arm far faster, twisting it back and cracking the bone in half. He grunted but was fueled with adrenaline. I spun, wrapping my arm around his throat, my focus going to Salvatore, who still held Kayla, the gun pressed to her temple.
“Don’t even fucking think about it, Lycan,” Salvatore shouted to Odhran when he was about to lunge.
“No!” I grated out and broke James’s other arm, relishing his scream in my ear. “Don’t you fucking move, Odhran. You get her hurt and I’ll fucking kill you with my bare hands.”
The wolf looked at me and bared his canines. “Fook ye, Adryan. Vampire bastard.”
I was done with this, done with James and his weak-minded manipulation, done with his bullshit schemes and tactics, and really fucking done with my female being in danger.
I spun James around and slammed his body against the wall, the back of his head connecting with the cement, broken bone sounding like music to my ears. His broken arms flopped lifelessly at his sides. The fact that he kept his murderous gaze trained on me and kept spitting out insults impressed a part of me.
“Too bad you couldn’t put that strength to better use.” I leaned in and inhaled deeply, looking in his eyes and smelling the tinge of fear, but his anger overrode it all. “So much hate in there, James. Admirable,” I murmured.
While holding his gaze with mine, I slammed my hand right through his chest, breaking his ribs, curling my hands around his heart, and ripping it from his chest.
“Look at that,” I said wistfully as I held the organ up between us. Because he was a vampire, he hung on a few minutes longer than a human would, and I relished the wide-eyed look he gave me. “I’ve broken two hearts tonight.” I let him go, his body falling to the ground. And as he stared up at me and I looked down at him, I ripped his heart in two and let both halves fall to the ground.
“Shit,” Salvatore said from behind me, and I spun around, baring my fangs. “They said you were savage, but seeing it firsthand… a thing of beauty.”
