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“Fuck you.” He spits in Topher’s face, hitting him right in the eye.
Amelia’s face transforms into something similar to Kragen’s. She moves between the men. “My husband asked you a question.” Her eyes are dark, and her face has contorted into a monstrous form.
“What the fuck, bitch. What are you?”
“Your worst nightmare.” Fangs protrude from her face as she moves even closer.
“I killed them,” he whispers. “She was a lying whore and had it coming. Damn kids, too.”
“He’ll do,” Alexander says, looking up at me. “I don’t like to take the good ones. That’s what Mother does. She takes the good ones.”
“Are you talking about the children?”
He looks down, kicking the sand in front of him. “I…I couldn’t eat from them. I refused the food. They were just kids.”
I pull Alexander away from the spectacle in front of us. “What if I can help you to stop killing?”
Large tears well in his eyes. “You can’t.” His moment of weakness has passed as he puts the stoic killer back on the throne. “I’m a killer. It’s what I’m made to do.”
“Alexander, you don’t have to be.” I soften my voice, hoping to break through his wall of protection.
“Mother will be expecting us.” He straightens his perfect coat once more, signifying that he’s finished with our conversation.
Squatting to his level, I put both hands on his shoulders. “There is another way. We can survive off animal blood.”
He wrinkles his nose. “No, thank you. I don’t eat rats.”
I laugh. “Me neither.” Just thinking about drinkingfrom a rat makes my stomach boil. “My friends drink goat’s blood.”
“Goat? Is it good?”
I focus on not making a disgusting face as I speak. “It’s drinkable, and it keeps them alive and strong.”
Alexander looks at the sand surrounding us. “What about my family? I can’t leave them.”
“There’s enough for everyone.”
“What about Mother?” He wipes a silent tear. “I can’t leave her alone with the others. She needs me.”
“Are there others like you?” I ask.
“What do you mean?”
I sigh, not sure how to ask what I’m asking. “Others that don’t have to be chained in silver.”
He nods. “Autumn and Everly. The rest are…”
“I know.”
“I can’t leave them there.” He looks past me at the human man attempting to fight off the lycan holding him. “I don’t want to go back,” he whispers. “I want to go to the beach house.”
“Okay,” I agree. “We’ll go to the beach house.”
Behind us, Topher has the disgusting human man in a choke hold, leading him away from the crowd, while the rest of our group is in deep discussion about how to feed Patrice and her horde of immortal children. I take Alexander’s hand into mine and lead him back to my friends. “I’m taking Alexander to the beach house.”
I look into each of their eyes, begging them tounderstand. Amelia smiles. “That’s a great idea.” She looks at our group. “I’ll come with you.”
“What about…” Fynn starts.
