Shadows of Vengeance
Stefans POV~
I leaned against the floor-to-ceiling windows, with a glass of bourbon in my hand, the sting of the gas explosion that raged in my chest. Valenticia. Carter’s voice an hour ago had assured me, that she was alive, shaken, but unharmed in the gas leak.
A miracle, he’d said.
I didn’t believe in miracles.
The gas leak wasn’t random. Nor was the server crash at Clawford Enterprises two days earlier, or the cryptic threats that had been whispered through back channels. Someone was playing pieces in a game I was not yet ready to dive into, and Valenticia was at the centre of it. My hand tightened around the glass, the bourbon rattling.
I didn’t allow myself to use that word, but it knotted in my gut, disguised as anger. And if they laid a finger on her,
