Luc is fucking with me. Goading me into an emotional explosion. I climb to my feet.
“Who took her?” I ask.
Luc stares. He genuinely doesn’t know. Which means if you look at it a certain way,the legionis getting fucked right now too. This is getting bigger, messier, and more dangerous.
“A knife to my back, Brother,” I growl.
“Not by my doing,Brother,” Luc says. “If I wanted to hurt you, you’d know it. No need to stab you in the back.”
Our father…?
“I have something to show you,” Luc says.
“Fuck you,” I blurt out. “Whatever you did or whatever you know, tell me. I need to get the fuck out of here right now.”
I take a step and my back is on fire again. My lung feels as though it’s just exploded.
“You were stabbed in the back,” Luc says. “This isn’t some joke, Tyrant. You were stabbed and Serafina was kidnapped. That’s reality right now. Stop trying to be a fucking hero. Now tell me the fucking truth so I can show you something and we can figure this out. Each second she’s closer to death!”
“You did this,” I growl.
“Fuck,” Luc says, shaking his head.
That’s when Demo steps in, slamming me against the wall so hard I see planets and galaxies dancing in front of my face. Demo is also talking to me—yelling at me—but I can’t hear a thing. My back is torn open again. I can feel blood seeping into the cheap hospital clothing that’s been forced on me.
Demo slaps my face. Once. Twice.
“Tyrant,” Luc’s voice says in a wobbly tone. He pushes Demo out of the way and grabs for me. He gets close to me. He speaks so only he and I can hear his voice.“I know what you’ve done with her. To her. For her. I know she’s more than just a claimed one to you. You’ve fucked up big time, Brother. I might be able to help you if you confess and help me.”
I picture Serafina. Attacked. Taken. Hurt.Dead.Rage spills over and bubbles like acidic adrenaline.
I’m right back to life and I grab Luc by his shirt, pick him up and walk him across the room. Demo and Vic pull me away and I shove them both away from me.
“I have to find her,” I say. “I’ll burn the world down to find her. Of course I love her. I don’t give a fuck about any plans or agreements. I’ll take my punishments for her. She is not getting married to anyone but me. You got that, Luc? She’s marrying me! I’ll give up my place in line at the throne for her. I’ll do… anything…”
“Careful,” Luc says.
“Fuck being careful. She’s mine. I will find her. I will kill whoever took her. No matter what.”
“You fucked up, Tyrant. You were given orders.”
“I did what I was supposed to do.”
“If she were here right now, you would not hand her over.”
My brothers says it. He doesn’t ask it. I have nothing else to say and don’t give a fuck what else Luc has to say. I have to find Serafina.
It takes too much out of me to get to the door. I grab the handle and pull, breathing through the pain. Yet breathing causes even more pain.
I rip open the door and stumble forward, only to find two masked men standing there, holding Des. Each holding an arm. Des’s feet not touching the ground, but rather dragging on the ground. And his head bobbing left to right, his face bloodied.
“What the fuck,” I growl.
I look back and Luc stares at me. “Ready to have a conversation now, Tyrant?”
I’m ready to kill Des right now.
The door is shutand the two masked men throw Des onto the bed where I just was. Demo keeps his right hand out, making sure I don’t go after Des.