Tasting Darkness

Chapter 152

Read Taming Darkness By Jessica Hall Book 3 Chapter 27 – He recovered his shock during my tirade, and he stepped closer, puffing his chest out. Did he think I was afraid of him?

I continued on, unwilling to let him think he’d won. “It’s a shame how you lost everything you had and blindly went after the wrong person. You made every wrong decision you could have possibly made. And for what? For a lie, someone told you, one you were st*pid enough to believe to be the truth? You killed your wife and mate for choices she made protecting you! Something she was forced to do to keep your miserable a*s alive!”

The smug look faded and was soon replaced by anger. He banged his fists against the door and screamed at me. “You don’t know what you’re talking about! She betrayed me! That woman was a wh*re who led me to believe he was my son! She tricked me, and had me raising a bas*ard! A result of her infidelity, a constant reminder that the one woman I loved more than my life, chose to betray me!” he roared every word, like screaming them out would make me understand he wasn’t the bad guy in this situation, that he was just some innocent soul.

Fat f***king chance of that. His words did nothing but set off a geyser of fiery rage inside me. How dare he! His wife did not deserve the death she received at his hands. Lycus was a boy, and the things he had done to him, for protecting his mother, would forever haunt my memories as if they were my own.

“She was never a wh*re by choice! She had to make a decision to save your worthless life! Don’t believe me, look for yourself!” I raised my voice. “What you were shown was wrong!”

tilting to the side. Curiosity flickered in his eyes and his certainty faded. Was he wondering if he killed the woman he loved unjustifiably? She was guilty of what he said, but her reasoning for it should have mattered, it didn’t warrant her death. “How?” he asks, his voice is almost quiet, stripped of its

and facing him. “I’ll show you, or are

his lips, eyes darting down in each direction of the long hallway, before pulling a swipe card from his pocket. He wasted no time in forcing his

foot of the metal gurney, and I nodded to the straps tying me down still. They had gotten twisted when I flipped over and were digging into my

moved towards the top of the metal table and completely undid my restraints. “You’re still in this cell, but show

see the pieces of his story for himself to truly accept what had happened. I forced a cast on him, my eyes not leaving his. His face twisted as a dozen different emotions played across it. I tried my best to ignore the memories I was showing him, trying to look through the cast and

jerked his head side to side, trying to

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