Page 67 of Little Fox


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Bailey Bishop had finally come home. Back to the scene of the crime. And she didn’t even know she was dead. It made it that much sweeter.

I lurked in the shadows as she climbed the stairs, my obsession growing with every step. I stalked her down the hall as she made her way to the locked door, my cock throbbing to the sway of her hips. And when she struggled to get it open, when I began to fear that she’d give up and leave… I pushed her. I unleashed the three deviants who would drag her back here to me.

And I couldn’t wait to play with her. To teach her how to live in the darkness.

To show her how to be a monster like me.

Bailey

I was dead. No…

A hush fell across the room, collective breaths held tight inside trembling rib cages.

Paled faces.

Disbelief.

And then emotions exploding. Voices shouting.

I stood still; my head dizzy, as the room seemed to spin out of control around me. I snuck a look at Maureen. The firelight flickered over her face, highlighting the tears streaming down her cheeks. Her chest heaved as she began to hyperventilate.

But it was with Raine whom I locked eyes with.

My breath steadied as I walked toward him. Flashes of that night filled my head. The smoke in my lungs. The flames blurring my vision…

With every step I took toward him, I recovered another fragment. A chill snaked up my spine as I remembered people pushing and shoving to get out. How no one helped me. All these years I thought the smoke-filled memories were from the fire that killed my parents.

But they weren’t.

They were from the fire that killed me.

As I bridged the gap between us and gazed up at Raine, I saw myself at the top of the stairs. I remembered my stomach dropping as I felt the shove from behind. I lost my footing and tumbled down. Every step I hit broke one of my bones. The flames lapped around me, the smoke filling my lungs. And the last thing I remember seeing as I took my last breath, was Billy’s snarling face…

“He’s telling the truth,” I murmured. “I remember now.”

Maureen threw her arms around me and sobbed into my chest. “Oh, Bales. No.”

Poe sank to his knees in front of the fire. “So you’ve been dead this whole time? How did we not know?”

Raine kept his eyes glued to mine. “Because she didn’t know. Her soul didn’t pass over and there was no one there to tell her any different. She got up, walked away, and blocked the whole thing out.”

It explained everything. The way I’d been feeling since that night. This emptiness inside of me that I’d been trying to fill. The way Billy’s hatred of me grew even more. He thought he killed me. He did kill me. But when I showed back up, he must have thought he’d failed. He must have known that I couldn’t remember. And he’s been fucking with me ever since.

“Well, how the fuck did you know?” Saint growled.

Raine smiled. “Because I was there the night it happened. I found her body after she fell.”

I was getting sucked in deeper, drowning in his blue-green eyes. “I didn’t fall. I was pushed.”

Maureen broke our embrace. “Please don’t say it…”

I nodded. “Yup. It was Billy.”

Grim charged the fireplace and with one violent sweep, knocked everything off the mantle. “Fuck!”

I ran to him. “Grim…”

He pulled me to his chest and wrapped his arms tight around me. “Little fox… I’m going to avenge you. I promise you that.”

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