Chapter 189: A Small Sacrifice

Moana

When I came to, I felt myself sitting in a chair with my wrists tied behind me. My head was pounding from the blow that knocked me out, but that wasn’t the only thing I felt on my head.

Something cold and hard was pressed up against my temple.

My eyes fluttered open, squinting against the bright light of a spotlight. The light was so bright as it shined down on me that I could hardly see past it, but I could tell that I was inside the warehouse now.

The cold metal thing pressed harder into my temple. And then, a familiar voice spoke out.

“Hello, Moana.”

I jumped at the voice and whipped my head around, my eyes widening as I saw Ethan standing beside me with a gun raised to my head.

I whispered, my voice

on the night of the banquet, when he didn’t think that I was looking. But now, he knew that I was looking right at him and he didn’t bother to keep up

expect to see me,

only to see her tied to

spell. That way, she won’t need to experience any of this. She will have just gone to sleep, and she’ll never

to do this,” I begged. “At least

but continued to press the barrel of the pistol in his hand against my

simple. It was thanks to Edrick and his parents that

article that Olivia showed me the other day, and it never indicated that she killed herself. In fact, it indicated quite the opposite; that Michael had killed her. And knowing Michael, I was sure of it. Did he really sink his claws in so much that he convinced Ethan

by the gun pushing harder into my temple. A choked sob caught in my throat, followed by a

on all of us if you just shut up and don’t talk. Now, where was I…” He paused for a moment, still holding the gun against his head, and then his face lit up. “So, as I was saying, I’ve been looking for ways to get back at that godforsaken family. I wanted to make them feel the same pain that

his birthday. But although it caused them pain, it wasn’t enough. It wasn’t the same sort of pain that I felt when I found my mom’s body laying in her bathtub. Ever since then, I’ve been plotting the perfect way to make them all suffer

s**t about;

neck, my breasts, over my belly and down to my thighs. But even then, as he drank me in with his eyes, he never once lowered the gun. I felt myself trembling violently beneath the cold metal of the barrel. My

taken with you from the start. And I don’t blame him. You’re a gem, Moana. A real gem… But you’re too perfect not to kill. You’re the perfect key that

to be truly alone, to be truly heartbroken. After you, I’ll take Verona next. I don’t think that Michael is really capable of true human emotions, but he’ll still feel the sting of loneliness. She is his mate, after

head toward where Kelly lay. “What did she ever do to you? From the

I couldn’t care less about Kelly. She was only ever a pawn throughout all of this; her insatiable obsession with Edrick

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