Page 6 of Finding His Way

Especially when it got them nofuckingwhere. Dianna was still out there, lost, hurt, god knew what. He refused to focus on the thought she could be dead.

My cat would know.

That was the lone reason he’d not lunged over the table and torn the spine out of the man sitting there. The man leaned back in his chair, fingers laced over his flat stomach. Sitting there like he had no fucking clue how close to death he was at the moment. The smug look on his face told that.

The beast inside Jeremy rose, swiftly pushing him hard, his cat was always close. Always ready to rend and tear into someone, or someones. It had been the only way for them to survive his brutal upbringing.

To his left, he caught the subtle movement of his friend Lando, as the shifter slid to the left and reached out to stop his mate. Unsuccessfully. The blinding speed she had spoke to how well she’d melded with her beast. Especially if her mate, a man who had grown up knowing who he was and learned to be one with his beast at a young age couldn’t stop her.

Selena had mated Lando and was his consort. Last he knew, she was learning to work with her jaguar, but this… call him fucking impressed. She’d cleared the room with a bound and was on top of the man who know lay on his back, eyes wide with fear as her razor sharp claws sank into his neck, slowly.

She cocked her head to the left and snarled low. “I’m not a negotiator. I’m not about going easy on you to create camaraderie. I don’t give a fuck. You reek of lies and you know who tookmyfriend.” Her fangs elongated. “Tell us who will be joining you in hell.”

“Aww fuck.” Lando’s muttered curse reached him the second Selena’s scent did.

She was pregnant. Explained so much.

The alpha shifter was across the room and hauling his wife away from the man bleeding from his puncture wounds. His eyes conveyed his apologies to Jeremy as he maneuvered the furious and borderline out of control female away.

Jeremy strode up to him and stood over him, beast barely contained within. “Tell me.”

That was it, he didn’t embellish anything. There were no false promises, no anything other than his question.

“They’ll kill me if I talk.”

“You’re going to die, regardless. The only thing you have a say in is how. Easy or hard.”

His eyes widened and he gulped. “I’m innocent.”

A single rough rumble escaped. “You touched the wrong woman.” He narrowed his eyes. “You touchedmywoman.”

Ammonia burned his nostrils yet he didn’t move, didn’t give any indication that he knew the man pissed himself. Somehow, his beast remained contained.

It wouldn’t remain that way for long. Right now, however, he retained control.

“I didn’t know she was your woman. I didn’t know anything.”

“That’s not my concern. Tell me what you know.”

His beast clawed at him. Wanting to get out.

“You’ll let me go then?”

Eyes shifting to his animal he allowed his fangs to drop. He didn’t lie to people and wasn’t about to start doing it now.

“I said you were going to die. That hasn’t changed.”

More ammonia filled the air only this time it wasn’t alone. The pungent scent of feces wafted around.

He reached out with one hand and clamped it around the man’s neck. Beneath his fingertips he could feel the slick blood caused by Selena’s claws. Jeremy didn’t put his own claws into the man’s skin, he merely tightened his grip. He didn’t need the razor sharp points to end his life. Humans were notoriously weak compared to his kind.

Eyes bulging as his air vanished, the man looked up him panicked. It hit him finally that he wasn’t having anything on this day which went in his favor.

“Do not make me tell you again.”

“She’s going to be sold.” His words fell in a panted pattern as the sweet relief of air didn’t immediately come to him.

Sold.

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