For the first time in my life, I am putting something—someone—else before the obsession with destroying my father. That scares me so fucking much.
“Not this time, Sterling,” Fox said. “Kyra is getting married.”
I gritted my teeth and felt my hand tighten around the Waterford crystal glass. “He’s a fucking monster. How can you let him near her?”
He cursed under his breath.
“Because if I don’t, he’ll destroy all of us, including her. You have no idea what is going on.”
My brows lifted in complete disbelief at his ignorance.
“The fuck I don’t!” I yelled. “Do you really think you’re his first victim? Wake the hell up man. If you let her walk down that aisle, you’re handing her over to an evil her soul will never recover from.”
My heart pounded as I waited for him to come to his senses, but he didn’t. I knew deep down that he wouldn’t, but I was trying to be a good man for her.
Trying for once to do things the right way.
To have the best chance of winning her precious heart, because I had a feeling no one in Kyra’s life ever cared enough to do that.
“If I don’t, the shame on our family will destroy her worse.”
I shook my head.
“You have your head in the sand, Fox. Remember this conversation. I gave you a chance and you’ve tossed it away.”
“Is that a threat?” He hissed.
I stared out across the city and threw back the last of my whisky, then let out an audible sigh. “No. It’s a promise.”
I ended the call and tossed the phone on the leather sofa, then turned and faced my brothers.
“Plan B?” Parker asked, leaning his hip against one of the cabinets.
Travis and Killian each sat on one of the armchairs with their legs parted. Zayne stood with his arms crossed, looking ready to launch into action.
He probably would have too.
“Plan B.” I nodded as a deadly smirk appeared on Parker’s face.
“Let’s fucking do this.” Travis grinned.
Now, tonight, I had the last piece of information I needed. I wasn’t going to get blood on my hands and let Pierce take the last piece of my humanity.
Nor was he taking the woman I loved.
I shoot Connor another message and he replies with an affirmative.
It’s go time.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
KYRA
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Tears leak from the corners of my eyes as I stand staring at myself in the floor-length mirror.
“You look so beautiful,” Penny sighs.