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And he… well, he washim.
Rogue fucking Manzo.
Scum, who deserved worse than any punishment I could come up with, death switch in his fucking neck, or not.
“Well?” I asked, curious abouthistake. “Which are you?”
He flicked his eyes back to the TV, picking up the controller and starting another match. “I hate cottages,” he grunted. “Ceilings are always too fucking low.”
TWELVE
THISTLE
The person who stared back at me from the mirror in my bathroom was unrecognisable.
I was breaking.
I still don’t know what happened last night.Literal fucking witchcraft.And he’d only got offonce?
Why?
And why had that turned my brain to mush?
Now I was trying to get ready for an event tonight—and I didn’t know what this was about, either.
I blinked, folding my arms and tapping my foot on the marble.
Oh.
Oh.
Thiswasall just a game.
He’s gonna make you watch him with others…
I squeezed my eyes tight shut, balling my fists.
This is it. The other shoe, Bunny.
Just like there had been with Ace.
Four years before—The other Omega.
For three weeks, I’d been in Ace’s mansion. Still, I hadn’t escaped the blood.
Ace had found me in his room surrounded by the remnants of rage, tears streaking my cheeks.
I’d lost myself just like before.
I shook with terror.
The last time this had happened had been with my family. The world had faded to red, and my instincts had taken over. I didn’t remember much, just my father walking in. The disgust on his face.
The fear, too.
I’d ended up at the club soon after.
Abandoned. Sold. Unwanted when I thought I’d finally done something that would make him proud.
