Page 97 of Death Game: Supernatural Battle

“She’s my family.”

“I’m your family too.” His roar was terrible to behold.

None of the siblings looked at me aside from Safina.

I jerked back at her burning hatred.

“You’ve killed my daughter,” she whispered, voice shaking with loathing.

Kearra.

I sucked in a breath. The entire bloodline would be executed aside from the queen and Kyros. That included her daughter.

Horror suffused every part of me.

Torment filled Kyros’s voice. “Why?”

I’d already told him.

But he wanted to know why I’d hurthimthis way. Why I’d gone after the one thing he valued in life—his family.

“There was no other choice,” I told him simply.

“Thechoicewas seeking my help when the triplets first contacted you,” he growled in my face.

I tried to breathe through my reaction, clamping down on the urge to collapse in a heap.

“The choice was telling me what you did as soon as you woke.” Kyros’s hands clawed. “Thechoicewas coming to me when you discovered the possible discrepancy in the council papers. Mr Ringly transferred his bank loan to one of Fyrlia’s banks. We thought they were protecting their investment. The debts of his drug dealer were suddenly paid. Every planning breach we’d taken note of was cleared up overnight. We thought Julia Dinh was playing us.”

I lifted my gaze to his meadow-green eyes and part of my soul chipped away.

“Youwere stabbing us in the back,” he said. “Is this your fucking revenge for what I did then?”

The lump in my throat made my voice hoarse. “No,” I whispered.

Kyros strode past me, and I turned to watch as he knelt at the base of the stairs. “Father, please forgive my lack of judgment.”

Lack of judgment.

That’s what I was now.

I took the hit, telling myself it was just hurt from his words and not my heart shattering.

“Your idiocy will be discussed at length, but not in front of human trash. Get rid of her.”

It took Kyros less than a second to accept the order.

“Leave,” he said, his back to me. “Do not return.”

I’d expected this.

I’d known he’d be angry.

What I hadn’t expected was to feel like a speck of dirt on the bottom of hisFreensand todeservebeing there.

I’d betrayed him, all of them. I’d stalled while scrambling to figure out a solution.

Maybe I knew, even back then, that I couldn’t handle the look on Kyros’s face.

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