Chapter 0249
I shut off the shower.
Water drips from my hair as I squeeze it out.
I grab a towel and wrap it around my sore body.
That brat was fast.
She slipped out of my hold more than once before we finally got her pinned down.
The bitch was even more unpredictable than I thought.
She’s had practice escaping, whether as a Rogue or human.
I don’t care.
She will die.
It pissed me off that Julian stopped me from killing her.
But deep down, I knew he was right.
I don’t need Alexander and his Wolves showing up at my door.
I just want Daddy’s favorite.
I pour myself another glass of wine.
Pulling the door open, I’m ready with more questions.
But I’m met with silence.
A beautiful, perfect silence that makes me smile.
It lasts only a few seconds.
Then my feet move faster across the carpet.
A tiny panic echoes in my chest.
Did I miss Julian killing her?
No talking. No arguing.
I smile. He actually shut her up.
Sometimes Julian really gets what I need.
Too bad I missed it.
As I reach the main room door, my heart drops.
Silence was great until there’s no sound at all.
The happiness vanishes into a black hole.
Nothing.
No rustling of him cleaning up blood.
No movements.
No damn heartbeat I’d grown so used to.
“Julian?!”
I push the door open.
The chair Brianna was tied to lies on its back on the floor.
The ropes binding her legs are sliced open.
Sprays of blood splatter the floor and walls.
He helped her.
Why?
What did she say to him?
Does she know something I don’t?
‘Julian.’ I call through our link.
Nothing.
Empty.
The bastard is blocking me.
I follow their scents outside.
I don’t care that I’m only in a towel.
The rusty red car she called hers is gone.
Their scents end there.
My mate abandoned me.
No one abandons me.
My body trembles as rage tears through me.
A rage I haven’t felt in years.
It brings me to my knees.
Angry tears stream down my cheeks.
Why would he do this to me?
I let him claim me.
I let him into my life until I felt comfortable.
I gave him everything!
I will kill him.
My bones start to crack.
Shit, no, no, this can’t be happening.
I can’t stop it.
I never could.
Shooting pain rips through my spine.
I cry out as it spreads along my ribs and limbs.
The towel falls.
My body lengthens.
My skin blackens.
Claws form at the ends of my changing hands and feet.
A dark cloud drops over my mind as I rise.
Like it’s been waiting for this.
The life I knew disappears.
Fading into a distant memory.
I stare toward Alexander’s pack.
A growl rumbles deep inside me.
No one screws me over.
A gasp sounds behind me.
Then the click of a phone.
I turn my head over my shoulder.
A plump older woman walks a tiny dog.
The dog yaps and lunges.
The woman scoops it up, backing away.
She begs me not to hurt her.
She’s not my target.
I gesture with my head for her to run.
She spins in her flat shoes.
Half running, half wobbling, she tears down the path.
She doesn’t look back.
I watch her disappear.
My stomach rages at the thought of her juicy flesh.