Chapter 234: Chapter 0234

Chapter 0234

FEYRE

Losing consciousness has become a second skin to me. That is my first thought when I wake up and find myself looking up at the ceiling. I pick myself up from the ground, craning my neck from side to side until I release the cramp.

The man is still lying face down on the mattress. He looks dead but just to be sure, I check his pulse. He doesn't have any. That doesn't stop me from snapping his neck, even if he was dead, I would rather be sure.

I've seen enough movies to know leaving him here will be a bad idea. And I don't want to risk anything happening to either me or Zade. We have come this far.

Now, we just have to deal with his psychopath father.

Finding where they are isn't hard. I let his scent lead me to him.

I don't see the woman that looks like me or the man that is with her. In fact, there isn't anyone to stop me and it almost feels too easy, but I'm not about complain.

After what Zade and I have been through these past few days, I say we deserve all the ease we can get.

When I see Zade, he is in a state of half-shift. I have heard about it but this is the first time I'm seeing it physically. Something about that makes him look so much hotter in my eyes.

I shake my head, getting rid of that thought and my wolf who is making them worse by imagining what it would be like to have sex like that.

I push the dirty thoughts to the back of my mind and kill the two men on his side in seconds. I tease him a little, because why not and then we stand back, watching alpha Lucien.

He looks like someone who just had a mental breakdown, and I would feel bad for him, if I didn't know he'd tried to use me as a test tool to ruin his son. He is really a crazy person.

How did I never see it? Must be because he is so good at hiding it.

He is manipulative and a very good one at that.

"Ah, the golden question." He laughs, the sound mirthless and lacking of a soul. Just like him.

I see him more clearly now. He is just a shell of a human, he doesn't have a heart. He is a real psychopath because he hides it so well. He makes you feel empathy for him, when he is just faking his.

I fell for it once. I won't again.

Except, he isn't even trying to garner pity. He is so lost in his thoughts and his ways that he doesn't see anything wrong with the fucked up way he is acting.

"Tell me who it is." I say through gritted teeth, moving another inch.

Zade moves closer, standing beside me protectively. He doesn't trust his father and neither do I. He doesn't look like he will try anything and that is enough to make anyone suspicious.

"No." he replies simply.

He looks up at me, then he turns to the man who is a part of him somehow.

I know when I first met him, I thought Zade was terrible. But now I see the amazing man that he is, and it is a shock to see the person that fathered him. Because alpha Lucien will never be half the man his son is.

He is a coward and only that. He will die like that too.

"And you know what, you can't kill me." he mocks Zade. "You haven't done it all this while, you won't now." he holds a hand up when I move closer still.

If he thinks Zade wouldn't kill him, then I will and I won't even feel bad about it.

"If you kill me, you'll have no way out." He laughs. "I'm the only one that has the control to open this place. Will you risk the lives of those innocent children because you can't stand me?"

Zade lowers to one knee and he moves so he is face to face with his father.

"If you think I'm not going to kill you, then why are you worried?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Insurance." Zade nods when he says that..

"Tell her what she wants to hear and I might consider letting you go."

"You both know who did it, why are you wasting precious time?" he looks down at his expensive wristwatch then back at us. "What you should be asking is why your pack lied about it? And why did they hide your sister from you? I'm not the only monster."

I meant to ask what he meant by that when we heard a gunshot and he slumped. My entire body goes cold and Zade goes rigid.

I don't know when I reach down and grab his shoulder, he stiffens some more when I touch him. I don't move back, I squeeze his shoulder tightly, even though it was difficult getting my hand around.