Chapter 216

“Bullshit, what the fuck was you calling them? Man one, man two, and man three?” sitting there testing my nerves when all I want is to get back to Chelsea. “Pablo Santos and Julio Perez-” Before she could say more Nonno shot her and left the room, Violet was going to say something but one look from me and she just hung back after one head-bob. Everyone followed, Giovanni hung back, “Gabriel, I’m begging you… please don’t kill my sister, I’ll send her away-” I pulled my Glock out so fucking furious with him and his sister. My gun shoved into his mouth, making him gag, I watched his eyes widen, “You listening to me Giovanni?” he gave a small little nod. “My Nona and Nonno took you guys in when your parents died, my Nona spent countless hours being a mother to your sister when you had none, and this is how she repays that? By plotting and funding my mate’s death and are you fucking stupid? Jamie was there and those shots were flying wild. That bitch doesn’t care about nobody but herself Giovanni, this one,” I pointed to a slumped over Amara, blood pooling around her, “she planned for her people not to be there, she only wanted Angel gone. Did you get a fucking call from Francesca telling you not to let your mate go? DID. SHE. TELL YOU? GIVE YOU A HEADS UP?” I shouted. He shook his head from side to side once, “Exactly, your mate could have easily died Giovanni and she did not care.” I pulled my Glock from his mouth releasing him and changing rooms just in time to see Nonno grab Violets bat and go to town on Francesca, beating her down until the bat broke in half splintering around the room. When that broke, he shoved her on the ground, stomping on her joints, bones, “My Clara loved you,” he shouted stomping, as Francesca screamed out in agony, choking and spitting up blood but Nonno wasn’t finished yet, he stomped her good, avoiding her head, wanting this to continue, “Fed you, clothed you, gave you comfort when you needed it from someone!” he was distraught, looking down at her a broken man on his feet, a broken girl on the ground. His face void of emotion he shot her like he shot Amara and walked out of the room, leaving his bloodied shoes in the room to be disposed of with Francesca. Find people they love, no children, kill their significant others, parents, everyone related to Pablo and Julio, you have three days! Do you understand? I told David and Rico over the link, walking back to Chelsea seeing Mikael, Jack, Casey and Logan all waiting. “Do you guys want to go now?” Logan asked just as I was a foot away, “Go where now?” I asked looking through the glass at Chelsea. “We know we aren’t going to be going staying here long but we need to go get the things Jason left for Chelsea in those safety boxes at the bank,” Mikael said, Casey nodded and Jack just looked… like a dying man, but still – he was looking out for Chelsea. “You’re going to take them?” I asked Logan, making sure they knew I wasn’t leaving Chelsea right now. I know they had gotten one of the boxes from the bank when Chelsea was missing but Casey and Mikael still needed to get the contents in the others. “Yeah… I know you don’t want to leave your girl,” he glanced at the door, and then back to me, “I’ll take them,” I nodded leaving them there returning to Chelsea. . . . Without knocking, Remy entered Chelsea’s room, laptop in hand prepared, stopping she did what everyone else did when entering, checking out Chelsea, going from wound to wound, to see if she healed more than the last someone else entered and sent word. “I bet she won’t be on working that pole anymore,” Remy blurted out and despite the situation, I couldn’t help but throw my head back laughing at her stupidity, “Sorry…” she apologized. While my laughter turned down to a few chuckles, I saw Remy staring at the machines and then back to Chelsea, “What?” “Everything… her numbers just improved as you laughed… and the sutures for the gun wound on her neck are healing faster now,” it was small but Remy was right, the stitches looked days old while mere minutes ago they were fresher. “Well… I guess that solves it, I should just laugh until you wake up sweetheart,” I joked still not really feeling it at this moment. “How are you?” I sighed asking Remy, she looked half way back to her self, but the pain still in her eyes. “Nope. Don’t worry about me…” she shook her head, her voice wavering, “That’s not how this works… you’re allowed and entitled to be sad, you lost a child Remy,” I tell her. “Yeah, but I have Emmalynn and Jeremy…” I had no answer to that because I’m not sure that if Chelsea and I lost Ava, if having other children would help with the loss.  So instead of being insensitive, I kept my mouth shut. “What are the plans?” she asks to change topics. “You don’t have to-” “No. You don’t get it do you? This pack, you and your odd mate, are my family… I know your reputation Gabriel. When you found me stealing from you, you could’ve killed me; instead you gave me a job, one that I don’t think you trust many other people to do. Then come to find out your mate is a white wolf? Oh a white wolf that can,” change humans into wolves to boot? “Oh and her cousin is another white wolf?” Not to mention that said white wolf cousin has a child that shifted two weeks after she was born… “I’ve made my peace you know? We are probably going to be moving a lot… not to mention when Chelsea gets pregnant with your pups…”she shakes her head hard, startling me when I look up and make sense of her words. “You haven’t gotten to that part yet have you? Thought about it?” she snorted, “of course you haven’t.” she rolled her eyes playfully, “Just enjoying the practicing stage huh…” again I don’t want to laugh, so I just huff which only makes Remy bark out a laugh. “She’s powerful, but pregnant? She’ll have more people gunning for her than ever. Those that can sense power… well protector of danger, meet magnet,” that sobered me up quick. “Are you going to call in Onyx?” Our extra protection, did whatever for the right price.