Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 70651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
An explosion of insanity bursts through me.
Night Giant’s ass is white and hairy. His hand is on his cock as he concentrates on trying to put his dick inside a sobbing Cove.
I jerk one of my knives from my boot and stalk over to them. Night Giant has his hand on the back of Cove’s neck, holding him down over a barrel as he continues to try to rape him.
I’d wanted to make him suffer.
Draw it out and drain every drop of blood from him.
There’s no time.
Vengeance doesn’t matter when Cove’s life and body are on the line. Silent like the night, I stalk and then pounce, driving a carefully placed blade between two hairy ass cheeks. Unlike Night Giant’s dick that’s too big for Cove’s hole, my blade sinks deep inside of Night Giant.
His howl is otherworldly.
So pained and horrified, I almost feel it myself.
Night Giant is sputtering, attempting to command me like only moments before, but his words fall on deaf ears. The blood is roaring inside me, silencing everything but my rage.
Yanking the knife out, I’m satisfied to see how much blood spurts from him. He topples over like the giant in the old children’s tale, landing hard on his side, making the whole tugboat tremble. Blood gushes from his asshole like the mighty Mississippi River beneath us.
I take a moment to run my palm down Cove’s bare back, caressing him, my strength growing with just a simple touch. Then I turn to stalk over to Night Giant. With my boot, I shove him onto his back. He’s still alive but unconscious from the pain. I drive my blade into his groin right above his dick, no doubt slicing through his bladder in the process. His demonic, dark eyes fly open, landing on me.
Grinning at him, I pull the knife back out to inspect the blood dripping from it. “I told you I was going to kill you, but you thought you were untouchable.”
Blood spills from his lips, rolling down the sides of his cheeks. His flesh turns pale and begins shifting to a shade of blue I like. The color of death on the horizon. Beautiful.
I drive the blade down onto his dick this time, severing part of it. More blood oozes out of him, but all he can manage is a twitch. He’s dying. It’s too quick, but I actually don’t give a fuck. I’ve been waiting over a decade for this moment. Now that it’s here, I don’t want to draw it out any longer.
I want to kill the beast.
With a victorious growl, I pounce on him and slam the blade into the front of his throat. His eyes fix on me, forced to see me as death steals him for their departure to hell.
“That’s for Mitch and Cove and Stormy,” I spit out, glowering at his near-dead form. “That’s for me. You no longer own me, you piece of shit. I’m free of you.”
I rise to my feet, swaying on the deck. When I turn around, Cove is gone. Dread fills me to the brim, but then he appears, blood splattered all over him and the shirt he’s somehow procured from somewhere.
“I hope you know how to drive a boat,” Cove rasps out, trembling slightly, “because I just shot the guy driving it.”
Stalking over to him, I clutch onto his neck, caressing the side of it gently with my blood-soaked thumb. “I fucking love boats, baby. Of course I can.”
His lips find mine and we kiss.
Relief floods through me, draining away the vengeance and replacing it with a calm I haven’t known since I was a child. I draw Cove closer, unable to keep from devouring him like he’s the answer to every question in the universe.
This is definitively over.
Now, I can finally begin my life. And I’ll have it all. My brothers with the Royal Bastards, my family, and my sexy-ass boyfriend.
It’s time to stop surviving and start living.
Cove
A week later…
Things are strained.
Since coming back to Tulsa, Dragon has been avoiding me and I don’t know why. Is this thing between us over? Has he finally let go of all his Night Giant baggage but dropped me somehow in the process?
Bitterness sours my gut.
I don’t understand.
We were fine after we met up with Koyn. Mitch was fine. They rescued him from the river thanks to Koyn’s quick actions. The family reunion with Dragon, his brothers, and his parents was tearful and moving. Lindsay catered in enough food to feed an army to celebrate the success while Filter and some of the guys disposed of the bodies. Me and Dragon stayed for a few days with his family and got to just…be.
It was nice.
Really nice.
I like his family a lot and him…well, it’s a helluva lot more than like.
Which I thought he felt too.