Page 70 of Brandy Snap: Part Two
As soon as he realised my state, curls of amusement burned through me. He was already insanely interested in what was going on. But he and Sin were too far to tell what was actually happening.
“And I wanted to get some fun in before she left. It’s the same as you, isn’t it? MrReal Alpha.” He snickered and a bubble of blood popped at the corner of his mouth.
“You stupid fucker,” a snarl ripped from me as I slammed my fist into the floor next to his head. Any closer, and I would have dented his skull.
But he still gave me a shaky smirk. “You want information? It all depends on how much sweet-talking you can do. I heard Zania paid that omega a straight hundred grand. All for getting out of her flat. How much are you going to pay me for the information you want?”
Another burst of rage flared through me as I tried to fucking breathe.
There was no way Mum would pay her to move in with us. Not after the way she had treated her so far. So, what the fuck was going on?
Kai was the only person in my life that had never been broken or influenced by her. Sin was fifty-fifty because he had no problem using her when he needed, and he was fine giving into her orders if it didn’t take too much from us.
And now fucking Mel.
“Hey, you know what?” I asked as a cruel smile split my lips. My voice was the same kind of deep that crawled in whenever I wanted to get back at Mel for fucking with me so severely that all I could think of was jumping on her and fucking her until she screamed.
Because the guy in front of me was fucking nothing compared to my pack.
“I’m the one sitting on your chest. I’ve already laid my fist into you hard enough you shouldn’t even be fucking blinking.” I leant over him, giving him the same look I’d give any prick I was about to end. “I’m fucking Caspian Risler. In what fucking universe do you think I’d give you anything?”
If someone like Mel really had made me waver, if she really had made me question myself, then I was going to end her. And it wouldn’t be because of the snivelling little prick under me.
I was too many floors away from my pack. Even when Sin sent me a hard brush of his usual calm, it didn’t have the effect he hoped, and another low growl rumbled from me.
“I have no fucking problem leaving you here to bleed out, so we’ve both got a choice here. You either start fucking talking, or we rewind back to the part where I was throwing my fists into your face.”
“Zania won’t stand for this! She pays me personally, and she won’t put up—”
A snarl ripped from me as I punched him clean across the cheek and his head snapped to the side.
“Looks like it’s time to rewind,” I growled, drawing my fist back again.
Mum would care way more about the cleanup than losing a paid informant like him. I’d deal with whatever he was spouting about Mel leaving after I’d pummelled him.
My fist landed against her landlord’s ribs with a satisfying crack. It didn’t matter where I hit him, his body bounced the same.
A strained cough gurgled below me, and my furious scowl deepened the lines of my face.
“Oh, so sorry,” I said sardonically. “I just got distracted there. Now, with your whole chest this time. Tell me. Who’s the real alpha?”
Melanie
I’d finished packing up the cutlery.
The last time my kitchen counters were bare was when I’d first moved in years ago. Now, all that was left that actuallybelonged to me were the tiles glued to the wall underneath the decorated cabinets.
I’d found the Turkish Iznik tiles in a car-boot sale and stretched my budget to buy them all. The splashes of red, purple, and blue flowers were perfect for the deep green I’d painted the cabinets.
I pressed my lips hard together as my resolve wavered again.
As soon as I pulled out my suitcase to start packing up my nest yesterday, my entire body began screaming. Everything I picked up and put into a bag, every piece of furniture I had to move, even the way I swept the floor in the empty kitchen—it was all wrong.
I was breaking up pieces of myself and throwing them away. Even if I put them back together, it would never be the same.
It didn’t matter if I found somewhere else or made a new nest. This was my home.
My hands clenched around the broom as I forced back the pain. Since Caspian and Sin arrived, I’d managed to keep myself composed. It was easier when I didn’t have space to think.
