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Both the Love and War god barked out a soft laugh. Spoken like a true War goddess.
As for them being mates, the Love god side of me told me they had a lot to discuss. Misunderstandings to settle. Frost killed the bond like it destroyed a crop of tomatoes.
A second jerk on the bond from Castor signaled two minutes passed. Closer to annihilating this cunt and burning him to a crisp. Not until Aaliyah was safely in our grasp.
Colton examined me with cold scrutiny. “I want your assurance that you’ll let Faline and me walk free. That we’ll never meet again, apart from that ugly mug.” He gestured to Zethan. “Who I unfortunately have to work with in the Duat and see his cock every night.”
I laughed a dark and ironic laugh. Clothing in the Underworld tended to be see-through. “Zethan has a perfect cock. Maybe that’s why you keep checking it out.”
“Dirty biker,” Faline muttered.
Colton smiled at the challenge but didn’t accept it.
I sighed at the loss of another battle. “You have my word.”
“Name your terms of surrender, Slade.” Every instinct revolted at the bitter word.
Surrender.Fuck. Slade Vincent never surrendered. Yet I was willing to do it for my mate. For love. Family. Future.
“You promise to stay out of my business, our affairs, relationships, finances, and lives, and leave my men alone.” I could have reeled off a hundred more, but I needed my old lady safe in my arms.
Colton nodded. Once. Stiff. “I accept your terms of surrender, Slade.”
My body shuddered in resistance.
“Conversely, you and your men stay out of my business.” Arrogant fuck. I ground my teeth. “And I promise to respect yours.”
Respect. A word that meant so many things. He could respect my business but still undermine it to ruin me.
“Agreed,” I gritted out, hating myself for this but also accepting I had no other choice.
Fury swept down my spine as I jerked Faline forward. At my rough treatment—revenge for that cunt cutting out my old lady’s kidney—Faline stumbled in her heels, her feline balance correcting quickly. Colton growled at my disrespect of his mate.
At my deadly glare, he cut off the zip ties binding Aaliyah, helping her to sit up. She winced and pressed her hand to her weeping wound. My heart dove into my stomach at seeing my mate harmed and hurting. Rage balanced on the edge of violence, and my muscles tensed to injure Raine.
Her bond fired up with a tempest of emotion. Fright, angst, and trepidation about what happened next. Fuck. Why hadn’t I felt her? Colton must have dulled our connection somehow.
Colton took her arm and guided her off the table. A stone formed in my chest, growing heavier with her every step.
The four of us approached slowly and cautiously. My body trembled with a fury I never encountered before, and I had to hold back from beating my enemy to within an inch of his life.
“On three,” I told Colton, my body ready for any wrong move he made, muscles ready to disregard the covenant and fulfill their legacy. Destroy this cunt for what he did to me and my family.
The third and final pull of the bond shoutedgame-fucking-on.
CHAPTER41
Slade
Warning:dark, satisfying revenge ;)
“Slade, baby.”Aaliyah’s watery eyes met mine, her bond pleading with me not to do anything stupid. Brakes slammed in my chest, forcing me to stop any plans to pulverize Colton.
The minute she was with us, all bets were fucking off. Colton’s shield was down, and we would pounce.
Shock tacked to the back of my throat when he released Aaliyah.
I swept her into my arms and crushed her to my chest.
