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As I watch, Sera glares at her mother before bringing the knife back and proceeding to stab her repeatedly in the stomach. There’s no finesse to her actions. She’s just going on pure instinct and bottled-up rage. I don’t blame her; I’m pretty sure I’d be the same if it were my parents strung up in front of me. I also know Mama June wouldn’t have offered Sera the chance if she wasn’t finished getting all the information she wanted out of Patricia. There’s a very good chance Patricia will bleed out before Sera’s done.

I stand and watch as Sera works out all her feelings towards her mother. She’s covered in blood now, and Patricia is running out of the will to live. I can tell by the way her body is swaying in the air. The trauma to her body is just too much now.

Looking into her mother’s eyes. Sera pulls the blade back one final time and plunges it directly into her heart. The light fades from Patricia’s eyes, and just like that, Sera’s demon is gone.

Sera drops the knife and falls to her knees. Tears are streaming down her face. I don’t think they’re tears of sadness, though. If I had to guess, they’re cleansing tears. I walk towards her, drop next to her, and pull her into my arms. She continues to cry from the safety of my embrace. I hate that this is the reason she’s in my arms, but I’m glad it’s my arms she’s in. When she pulls back, her eyes look brighter than I’ve ever seen, and I know I was right. This was what she needed.

“Can I stay and watch you work?” She asks.

“Of course, Angel.” I say, dropping a kiss on her head.

Standing, I make my way over to where Lanky is hanging. Flame is standing close by, holding his blowtorch. He loves that fucking thing. Almost as much as I love my blade's.

“Ready to talk?” I ask again.

I think I may have asked this question at least twenty times since I started this morning. I’ll give it to him; he lasted longer than I expected.

“Yes.” He spits out, staring directly at Flame.

Oh, so that’s how it is; the blowtorch is finally his breaking point. I can’t exactly blame him; having the skin burned off your body isn’t exactly pleasant.

For the next hour, we all listen as Lanky explains himself. It turns out Lanky is a fucking traitorous piece of shit. He’s actually Jasmine’s ex-boyfriend from when she was still in contact with Claire and has known about Cam the entire time. And failed to say a thing to any of us. He’s lucky Wrath isn’t down here right now, because I don’t even want to imagine what he’d do to him for knowingly keeping his son a secret. It also turns out he’s the one who told Jasmine all the bullshit about me lying about my past. Fucking prick. Apparently, he was jealous. Like that’s a fucking excuse for all the trouble he’s caused. He also helped Jasmine bring in Patricia in hopes he could win Jasmine back. That turned out well for him. Not.

Once he’s finished with his confession, I don’t mess around. I pull my favorite knife from the sheath on my back, walk behind him, and slice his throat. He doesn’t deserve to breathe anymore. Traitors die. End of story.

Once it’s done, I lock eyes with Sera, and what I see staring back at me is nothing but heat and lust. Everyone needs to get the fuck out of here, because I’m pretty sure things aren’t going to stay PG between us when we go into the clean-up room.

Chapter Twenty-Six

Sera

Watching Blade work has me seriously hot and bothered. I’m wet as fuck right now, and I need him desperately. I don’t know what he sees on my face, but the next thing out of his mouth makes it clear that his mind is in the same place as mine.

“You all need to leave.”

Mama June and Flame start snickering, but they don’t argue. They start leaving, even though Mama June could do with cleaning up too.

“Come on, Mama June, you can use the other shower space. I don’t think you need to see or hear what is going to happen next.” Flame says as he guides her out.

“You’re not wrong.” She replies, laughing.

As soon as they leave, the door closes behind them. Leaving just me and Blade. Blade stalks towards me, like a predator coming for their prey. I have no issues being his prey; I’m ready and willing for whatever he has planned. Without breaking his stride, he bends in front of me and lifts me onto his shoulder. Heading towards the clean-up space.

“You need to tell me now if you don’t want this Angel.”

“I want everything and more, Blade.”

That earns me a slap to the ass, and his feet are moving even quicker. As soon as we’re in the room, he places me on my feet, his eyes scanning over my body. I can’t help but do the same. Even covered in blood, he’s the most handsome man I’ve ever seen.

“Strip Angel, and get your sexy ass in the shower with me. I want us skin to skin, and I need my hands on you.” He says, as he pulls his top over his head.

Somehow, I manage not to drool everywhere at my first look at his topless body. His abs stand out against his stomach, and I can see his v line guiding down towards the other part of him I really want. Without taking my eyes off him, I start removing my own clothes.

Once he’s naked, he steps under the water, and I follow behind him. Without warning, he pulls me against his body and kisses me hard. Pouring all his passion into the kiss. I can’t help but give back just as much as he’s giving. There is nothing soft about this. Breaking the kiss, he reaches behind me and pulls back a cloth and soap.

I stand while he begins to wash my body, from the top of my head all the way to the tips of my toes. He even grabs some shampoo and conditioner and washes my hair. He can do this any time he wants; having someone pay this much attention to you is fucking amazing. Once he’s done cleaning me, he quickly washes himself. Part of me wishes he'd let me wash him like he did me. Oh well, there’s always next time.

He drops the cloth on the shower floor and once again pulls me into a kiss. Running his hands all over my body this time. I can feel myself getting wet again. I want him so bad; it’s unreal, but now that we’re like this, he doesn’t seem rushed. He seems to want to take his time and drive me insane. Well, if that’s his plan, two can play that game.

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