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“You little shit!”

I turned and saw him on top of his brother, throwing fists into his face repeatedly with loud, wet thuds until they both hit the ground, grappling like heathens.

“If you would have just listen to what I fucking said, we wouldn’t be in this stupid mess!” Jordan shouted with fury.

I had no idea what they were talking about but became excited nonetheless over the power display the younger Cromwell was showing.Maybe he had potential after all.I leaned against the car, crossing my arms, pushing my breasts up and watched Jordan in all his glory.

Wolves howled and Jordan hissed, right before he elongated his fangs and attacked William’s neck making him scream in pain from the ripping of flesh. Jordan was as feral as the beasts William controlled. It was magnificent.

William used his heavier weight to flip him over, one of his hands grabbing Jordan’s face as his thumb pressed against his left eyeball.

My back straightened and I leaned in. This was getting more exciting by the minute.

“You’re a bitch, you know that?”

My head snapped to the side, and I glared at Logan who was also leaning against the car with his hands in his pockets as if it wasn’t his own flesh and blood fighting to the death on the ground before us.

“What the fuck did you just call me?”

I’d had it with this asshole and his superior attitude. Not waiting for an answer, I quickly grabbed the blade out of my boot and brought it to his neck. He moved faster than a vampire’s eyes could catch—and that was fucking fast. I couldn’t counter him as he aggressively bent my arm backward, my own blade piercing my back through my top. His warm breath behind my ear tickled my hair. His other hand gripped the front of my neck as he licked my exposed skin seductively.

Julius was already in the car, tapping his finger on the steering wheel to an unknown tune, waiting for us all to finish.

“You’ve got a fire in you and a bloodlust I can admire. But make no mistake, little girl, these are the big leagues and you’re playing the wrong game.”

He ground his cock against me as the sounds of yips and barks died in the distance with my husband.

“If I wanted to sink my dick in you, I would. But my taste runs a little…”He squeezed my throat firmly until I struggled for air. “...colder than what you offer. Play with my brothers if you must, but if I find out you compromised any of our missions, you’ll be next on my list of lifeless concubines.”

He slammed my forehead against the side of the car before jerking me back, opening the passenger door, and shoving me inside. I landed on the seat and groaned, gasping for breath. It felt like shards of glass every time I inhaled… and I loved it. But he didn’t have to know that.

“Jordan. Enough playing! Get in the fucking car, now.” Logan’s voice was commanding, leaving no room for question.

Once I caught my breath, I groaned and rubbed my forehead, forcing myself to sit up. The only thing I saw was Jordan with blood running down one gruesome, empty eye socket. The other was full of fury as he swaggered to the backseat covered in William’s blood from the chest down. He climbed in, slammed the door shut behind him, and grabbed my face, kissing me without a care as Julius pulled the dented vehicle back onto the paved road toward our destination.

* * *

The northwestern compound was an old,rundown warehouse. Some of our elite military soldiers, Spectres, guarded the front of their building. Each one eyed us suspiciously as we pulled up to the front.

Guns pointed in our direction the moment the driver side door opened.

“Got a delivery. We need to switch out vehicles,” Julius hollered.

The men dropped their weapons as one of them whistled. “What the hell happened?”

“Shaye.”

“Fuckers. Did you kill ‘em?”

“Got one in the back for ya.”

The Spectres all grin as they walk toward Jordan, who opened the trunk.

“You got a few more hours until he fully heals from the gunshot down his throat. Take him. Do what you will. Get us all the info you can and pry out whatever intel he might have.”

I made my way out of the vehicle, glancing around the compound and memorizing the way it looked. Life under my mother’s roof didn’t allow for too many ventures. If I was to climb the ranks, I needed to familiarize myself with everything we controlled.

“Dispose of him when you're done. No witnesses, no messages.” The rumble of Logan’s voice has the others quickly grabbing the limp body out of the trunk and dragging it toward the building. “Jordan, I’m going to need you to stay with them. Report back to me at the meet spot in the next three to five hours.”

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