Page 16 of The Devil's Chaos

“Who else put their hands on you?”

“No—no one else. Just Gerald.”

“You’re lying,” I accused her, my tone cold and deadly.

“Excuse me?” She tried to pull away from me, but I refused to let go.

“You’re lying to me,” I repeated, staring into her eyes.

She looked at me warily, pain flickering behind her defiance. “Look, I don’t know what you think you know, but I think you should go before it’s too late.”

But it’s already too late for that.

“Apparently, killing every single person at the club isn’t incentive enough for you to tell the truth.”

“You know what, I’m done with this conversation. Maybe I should call my brother and his goons so they can come over here and get rid of you.” She stood straight, turning her head, presumably to make good on her little threat of calling her brother.

But I wasn’t even close to being done with her.

“Or maybe your brother will come over here and slap you around a little bit more,” I snapped.

Her head turned on a swivel to face me as her eyes narrowed, seething. “You know nothing.”

She tried to walk past me, but I grabbed her arm, stopping her. Her skin felt icy, and her muscles tensed beneath my grip.

“I know that the next time your brother puts his hands on you, I’ll rip them off and shove them up his ass.”

“Then you’re dumber than you look,” she scoffed.

The way she insulted me, her pink lips parted just enough to reveal her perfect teeth, only made me want to claim her more.

“Your brother may think he’s the dominant wolf, but let me make something very clear: I am the bigger wolf, and I will tear him apart piece by piece and leave him to rot where no one will ever find him,” I said, my voice low and dangerous.

The fire that had been flickering in her eyes before threatened to engulf her whole being. “Let. Go,” she growled through gritted teeth.

For a moment, we stood there, the tension between us palpable.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” With that, I released her arm and stepped back. I burned her image to mind before turning and walking out the door, pulling it shut behind me.

Outside, the frigid rain hit me like a slap in the face. I attempted to rid myself of the lingering taste of violence and chaos flowing through my body, but who the hell was I kidding? I relished the taste of it, eagerly embracing the darkness that consumed me. The savage devil within me demanded satisfaction, even if it meant leaving a trail of corpses on her doorstep.

She didn’t follow me this time, but I shouted loud enough for her to hear before I disappeared into the hallway. “Make sure to ice that pretty face of yours.”

The drive back to the manor was filled with thoughts of her and her ferocity. Her fiery spirit consumed me. From the moment our eyes met at the club, she was already caught in my web, unable to escape from the predator lurking within me. Andshe would soon learn that there was no escaping a wolf’s hunger for its prey.

But first, I needed to hunt.

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NINE

HAVEN

My body trembled with anger and excitement as I watched the blue-eyed stalker slash pain in my ass leave through my front door.

As he walked away, I heard him holler over his shoulder, “Make sure to ice that pretty face of yours.”

I taunted him, sticking out my tongue, before quickly locking the door behind him before he changed his mind and stumbled back in.

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