Chapter 85

Chapter 85

KESTER

They hesitated for half a second.

Then, like puppets on frayed strings, they turned on each her,

The first blow landed with a sickening crack that sent satisfaction running through me.

Fists flew. Blood sprayed. I watched with a blank expression as they tore into one

another like rabid animals in a death match they hadn't chosen.

They weren't fighting to survive.

They were fighting to die. What an irony!

And I wanted to watch every agonizing second of it.

I wasn't even halfway through the entertainment when I heard her voice.

"Kester..." She called me, a bit firmer above the trembling of her voice.

My head snapped toward her, and everything-the rage, the heat, the violent thrumming in my veins-came to a screeching halt.

My fingers, still sticky with blood, twitched at my sides.

She was shaking. Her body curled in on itself, arms clutching what was left of her dress. Her eyes brimmed with something I never wanted to see on her face.

Fear.

Not relief nor gratitude.

My stomach twisted. My chest constricted.

She wasn't afraid of them.

She was afraid of me.

The pleasure drained from my veins. The high of violence turned to something ugly, something wrong. But never my judgment. My judgment still stood. They would fight to the death.

I forced myself to move, crossing the space between us in an instant. I dropped to my knees in front of her and reached for her.

"Kasmine,” I rasped, "Are you hurt?"

She hesitated, her body still trembling as she clutched at her torn dress. "No," she whispered. “I—I'm okay. I was just... scared." she couldn't look me in the eyes, and that was when I realized Zeth was still sharing partial control with me, and she was yet to get used to him no matter how hard I tried.

just had to because she'd be our mate

my teeth, shutting my eyes for half a second before forcing them open again, pushing him to

I did, she relaxed. Not fully, though, but enough that some of the tension in

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swallowed hard. "You shouldn't have killed

and ran a hand through her half "They touched what's mine," I said simply, kleding

my warmth would caluer trembling body down. And it was

good thing I had

her head aggon. "It's

y man who comes

my arms, gripping me tightly, "You don't have to kill

face, tilting it up to meet my

small, broken sound left her lips, but she didn't argue. Instead, she whispered, "I'm sorry. I just

her immediately, pressing my forehead to hers.

Indus

against mine, but the sounds of weak, sluggish

She tensed again.

my chest.

shook my head.

pulled back slightly, brows furrowing.

to the society. It is best to wipe them out," I stood and lifted her into my arms, ignoring the way she gasped as

to her.

back through the trees, ignoring the sickening, sluggish sounds of the two

didn't speak until we were almost at the house, but I enjoyed her silence and the way her soft breath fanned

stopping me just when I was about to push the door open. I

in my

arms.

"Yes, love."

June?" She

suppressed a growl.

lifted her head slightly, looking up at

my nose, my grip tightening around her. "I don't give

reached up, brushing her fingers against my jaw, forcing

you..." She began, and my heart skipped

☐ to hers.

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to me. How just the press of her fingers on my skin sent a ripple of heat through me how it softened the edges of my rage like ne smoothing jagged rocks ver time. It was

had

my pulse hammering against my

purred. He liked it-fucking craved it.

I would do

possibility that I'd grant it. "Promise me you'll treat June right on this vacation. That

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