Page 22 of Tame Me

“Shh,” he says. “Anyone see you?”

“No, Sir,” I say as he slowly walks closer.

“Park in the lot?”

“No, Sir. Down the block,” I say, looking down at my feet. Thane gently pulls me closer and wraps his arm around my waist so I am pressed against his chest before lifting my chin to press a soft kiss to my lips. A shot rings out in the room as I relax into him, and I pull away with a gasp. He doesn't let go of me until I relax.

“What the fuck!” I say loudly. “You could have fucking warned me!”

“I could have,” he remarks. I turn, and Missy has a hole between her eyes. I look back at Thane, and he is calm.

“What the fuck?” I ask.

“What exactly do you have planned?” he asks with a smirk.

“She had a life insurance policy on him,” I say, holding her phone up for him to see. He takes the phone and starts scrolling through, shaking his head as he reads.

“Well, let's get all her shit into bags. We can put her and all her shit in the bed of my truck.”

“What do you mean?” I ask as Thane starts moving around the room to gather her belongings.

“I mean, you are meeting a side of me that not even Reid has met,” Thane says coolly. “We can talk and work, Ayla.”

“Okay,” I say slowly as I start to help him. “What are we going to do with her body?”

“You’ll see,” he says, looking over at me with a smile.

“Are you crazier than me?” I ask.

“Probably,” he laughs. I nod once, still in shock.

I go silent, and we get everything gathered up, including all of the bedding. We get it thrown into the bed of the truck before Thane picks Missy up and dumps her into the bed. Once it’s all in, he pulls the bed cover back into place and secures it.

“Follow me back to Meridian,” he says. “You good?”

“Yeah,” I say. “Just a little worried that you are insane.”

Thane smiles and gets into his truck. He waits for me to get down the block to my car and out onto the road before pulling out of the lot.

As I follow him, I consider driving off somewhere else. I can’t really judge him for killing her because I was about to do the same thing.

Anytime I slow down, he does, too. I am pretty sure he would run me down if I tried to run, so I just stay behind him.

When we get back to the facility grounds, Thane takes a dirt path off the main drive and goes into the woods. Where the fuck is he going? Is this how I die? Never mind slicing my arm open and having massive blood loss; this hot dom is about to fucking murder me.

When we finally stop, we are in front of a creepy old church.

“What the fuck is this?” I ask.

“This is a church," he remarks, letting the tailgate down.

“No shit,” I bark. “Why?”

“There is a building out back that served as a small crematorium,” he says. “It has a working furnace, and we are far enough out for me to run it anytime I want.”

“Oh,” I say simply.

“I’ll get her; you grab her shit,” he says as he lifts Missy out of the truck. I start pulling her belongings out, and I drag them along as he walks around the dusty old church. When we get to the shed, Thane drops Missy like she’s a sack of potatoes and unlocks the door. He then grabs her ankle and drags her body inside. When he is able to flip a light on, he picks her up again and dumps her onto a cart sitting in front of a furnace. “Just pile it on top of her.”