Page 28 of Breaker

We take her and make her ours.

And we did.

Turn her against him.

We did that too.

But now it’s ruined because we’re fucking—

“We’re idiots to have thought we could get away with keeping her.” Breakers’ frustrated words echo in my head. He shifts and the back of his headthunksagainst the wall. Exhaustion is etched into his features as he stares at the ceiling. “We’re fools to think we could keep them both, like pretty pets.”

You know that’s not what this is.I don’t say it. There’s no need. You can’t observe, track, learn about someone for so long and think of them as just pets.

No.

Not pets.

Our obsession. We sat on rooftops, in cars, followed them down the street—stalking them—keeping track of their whereabouts even when we weren’t around or just one of us was on duty. Most of the time, between jobs, we would all sit and watch. Then we’d take breaks in shifts when we knew they were settled in for the night in case Rune did something that would give us a hint of what he was doing.

If they knew about it.

If she knew.

She was the key to bringing down Rune.

We took notes of their fucking every move to use later on when we needed Delilah’s compliance. What they ate, what perfume they wore, who they dated and how often they went to the doctor. They become the center of everything.

They become ours. Fuckingours. Our everything. Our fuckups. Our hopes. These two women represent everything we’ve always wanted.

Revenge, ruin, fuckingpeace, and now we have neither of them, Everything is falling apart because of our selfish desires.

Fallon always feared Rune would slip over and take things too far. That’s part of why he took that mission, even when he knew it would fracture their alliance. Little did he know it was his actions that would be the Rune descended into madness.

It wasn’t until years later, after we got an inside source, and we could gather intel on his movements that we learned the details of his actions. How he was funneling money and who he was working with. Who the members were and where they lived. How many times they visited. How many hunts he held ina single year. If it weren’t for our inside source, we’d never have gotten the information or images from the inside.

Now we have it all, and the plan?

Put the one thing we worked so hard to get in danger.

A soft sob slips out from under the bedroom door and my heart cracks a little more. If only we weren’t such selfish bastards. But we always have been. I should know by now to expect less from us all.

“Have you seen Reap?” Breaker asks, pulling me back to reality.

I shake my head, sucking in a breath to focus. My lungs fill with his scent, making my senses rush with awareness. Earthy and fresh, that’s how he smells. Like a spring day with a slight sweet almond aftertaste, hinted with oak and so wholly consuming, I can’t help but think of how he must taste.

“Since he left her here?” Breaker’s brows knit as he looks at me, like he can’t figure out why I’m acting so strangely. Probably a good thing, considering I’m thinking about his cock.

“About an hour ago,” I say, trying to brush the image of Viper sucking him off from my head. “But not since he told me she was tied to his bed and to leave her as he was walking out the door.”

His full lips quirk. “Viper said she tried to run.”

“Found the SUV and the keys,” I tell him.

“We know she’s resourceful and determined.”

“And we know she’d do anything for Cora.”

Breaker sighs. “Let’s hope that’s true, and she cooperates soon.”

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