Page 147 of The Lycans: Vol Four

“Stay back, demon bastard,” the human shouted.

There was a boom, then a crash as the ceiling down the hall caved in, rubble and debris causing a pileup so the entire hallway right behind the human was now blocked.

Sebastian had covered me with his body to protect me from any fallout, and once the dust settled, we both straightened.

V glanced over his shoulder, the only exit he had now blocked. And then he was retreating. One step back at a time. But there was no escape.

“Where do you think you’re going, motherfucker?” Sebastian hissed out.

He turned his attention to me after a prolonged second and cupped my cheek, gazing into my eyes for a moment.

“You stay right here. You keep your back to the wall and stay right here. Do you understand, Ada? This will be quick.”

I nodded once before Sebastian leaned down and kissed the center of my forehead. And then he was striding toward the human.

The human barked out an almost pained sound and started swinging his arm frantically, the knife slashing through the air back and forth.

But Sebastian only laughed. And when the human’s back was to the rubble, nowhere else for him to run, my mate was on him.

This entire situation could have only taken sixty seconds. It was so fast, yet it seemed like it played out in slow motion.

He gripped V’s hand that held the knife and lifted it high, slamming his arm against one of the rocks so hard I heard the bone crack.

The man wailed and screamed in pain.

The knife clattered to the ground. Sebastian was lifting the human with his other hand, his palm wrapped around the man’s neck, the human’s toes now dangling and barely touching the floor.

Sebastian hissed and brought his fist to the side of the man’s head, hitting him so hard blood sprayed out of his mouth and painted the rocks red.

This certainly wasn’t how vampires tended to kill, but I couldn’t lie and say I didn’t get satisfaction watching him suffer.

I remembered all the times the humans had hit me, bruised me, or this one in particular wrapping his meaty hand around my throat until I couldn’t breathe.

“Ada. Baby, come here.”

I heard gunshots in the distance and hurried over to Sebastian. We had to get out of here. We didn’t have time for this, but I couldn’t tell my mate to stop. I didn’t want him to.

“Pick up the knife, sweetheart, and give it to me. He doesn’t have wings, but I’ll cut out the next best thing.” He leaned in and snarled against the human’s ear. “His lungs.”

I found myself bending down and gripping the handle of the blade before bringing it up and staring at it.

It was bloody and dirty, and I wondered how many helpless Otherworld creatures this asshole had hurt with it.

When I looked up, Sebastian had shifted V so his front was to the rocks and his shirt was ripped off, his back now bared.

The human was mumbling, pleading and asking for us to stop. His words fell on deaf ears.

Sebastian held his hand out to me, but I shook my head and faced the human who’d die down here just like so many other innocents had.

“If we had time, I’d want his lungs cut out,” I murmured. “Turn him around, Sebastian.” My mate did what I asked instantly. “You don’t deserve an easy death. You deserve to suffer for days, weeks. But we don’t have time for that.”

I took a step closer and saw Sebastian tighten his hand around the human’s neck.

“You broke a part of me, tainted the full happiness I could have had. You deserve torture and pain.” I didn’t realize tears rolled down my cheeks until I tasted the saltiness of them at the corners of my mouth. “But I’m not a monster. Not like you,” I whispered. “Today you get mercy.”

As if Sebastian knew my plans, he adjusted his hold so he had a heavy hand on V’s chest. The man flared unsuccessfully, but his time was up.

And with that thought, I brought the blade across the human’s throat, slicing his neck from ear to ear until the wound gaped open and blood gushed out.

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