If he was alive… he would sue. He would call the police. He would send men. He would destroy Kael’s life. He would destroy this club.
I squeezed Kael’s hand. I needed to know. I needed to know if the monster was gone.
His brow furrowed in confusion. “What? Are you in pain? Do you need the doc?”
I shook my head. That tiny movement sent tremors of pain down my neck.
I let out a shaky breath through the tube.
I locked eyes with him. I widened them, pleading. I needed him to understand.
I tried to mouth the name around the tube but my lips were barely moving.
H…Him.
Kael stiffened. The softness in his face vanished, replaced by a dark, terrifying hatred. He knew who I was asking about.
“Don’t worry about him,” Kael said as his eyes darkened. “Viper has him. He is in the basement.”
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