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Pimlico
MY SCREAMS WERE silent as Elder ripped out Daishin’s throat then collapsed beside him. My tears were dry as blood gushed from his old leader’s throat, cascading over both of them.
I didn’t move or blink as someone untied me from the door.
I didn’t breathe or speak as I stumbled to Elder and kneeled beside him.
Gathering his head, I pulled him toward me, hugging him, stroking his drenched black hair.
I didn’t know how long he stayed unconscious.
I didn’t know how long blood seeped into my skin where I kneeled and I didn’t care conversations and life went on around us.
All I cared about was the man who’d just become a weapon.
A man who took a life with a single touch.
Elder had given himself over to something dark and he’d won.
He’d become more dangerous than any man who’d tried to buy me. More terrifying than any moment I’d endured so far.
He was everything I was afraid of and everything I’d grown to adore.
I was confused.
I was afraid.
I was in awe and shock and thankfulness.
He’d defeated his past, conquered his enemies, and proven once and for all he was unstoppable.
But at what cost?
What sort of man would he be when he woke?
What sort of future did he want from me?
And what could I do to make the monster I fell in love with return to me?
