Page 142 of Crave Me

Jeremy sneered. “You’ll just kill me after I tell you how to find Elijah again.”

A shot rang out, startling me. And Caleb, because it wasn’t from him.

I spun to see none other than my dad staggering out to us, glaring at Jeremy.

“You won’t give them the intel they need. If would all be lies. Isn’t that right?”

Jeremy had one hand clutching his wounded arm from my dad’s bullet and he held up the other, real fear all over him as he took in my dad. “Frank, listen, I—”

My dad fired again and Jeremy screamed as a bullet tore through his kneecap. He collapsed onto the grass, hissing in pain.

Caleb pulled from me and drew closer, his gun at the ready, covering my dad, recognizing that he was nowhere near at his best. It was clearly just his rage driving him.

I watched my dad fist his hand in Jeremy’s hair and seethe, “I trusted you with the most precious thing in my life. My baby girl. And you abused every ounce of that trust. You betrayed me, betrayed her. And now you’ve betrayed all of us.”

“She’s… I love her.”

I screwed up my face. “It’s not love, it’s twisted obsession.”

My dad told me over his shoulder. “Go, Sky. This isn’t going to be pretty.” He eyed Caleb. “You too.”

Caleb shook his head. “I need to see this. After what he put me through with Elijah. After what he did to our woman.”

“Dad, no—”

“You’ve see enough darkness. You’ve ventured too deep as it is. Go, Sky.”

“Beautiful.”

I spun at the sound of Bastian’s voice. There he was standing with Caspian. Actually, supporting his weight. Off my look, he told me, “He’s not badly hurt, it’s painkillers.”

Thank God.

I took a look back at my dad and Caleb closing in around a fallen Jeremy.

And then I sucked in a breath and took Bastian’s hand, walking away with him and Caspian.

Shrill screams sounded when we were a few feet away and Bastian tightened his hand in mine. “It needed to be done.”

“Lethal justice,” Caspian rasped.

Before I could fully process that, Riley came running out. “Where the hell is he? He slipped past me while I was trying to get the systems up and running again.”

“Dealing with Wheeler,” Bastian told her.

She grimaced, then headed over there.

“Caspian!” Dante cried, coming running out of the manor entrance.

“It’s painkillers,” Bastian told him quickly as he reached us.

“Here, I’ll take him. You two sit down, rest.”

Bastian nodded and handed Caspian carefully over to Dante.

“It’s over, son. It’s over.”

Bastian and I exchanged a look at him calling Caspian that, obviously in the heat of the moment with a shit-ton of adrenaline still coursing through his system.

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