Page 60 of Bait Wolf
“Please, don’t,” he said, voice strained from the pain.
“Not such a confident fucker now, are you?” I demanded.
He was still on his knees, cradling his arm, careful not to touch the spot that turned at the wrong angle. Tears and sweat dampened his skin.
It would besoeasy to end him now, but I wouldn’t use a gun; I wasn’t that cowardly. I’d rip him apart with my own teeth.
“You can take your sister and we’ll let all this go. No need to get on my brother’s bad side. Alek isn’t a forgiving man.”
I took a shuddering breath, reminding myself that killing Kai would only put an even bigger mark on me.
Instead, I glanced back at Everest.
My friend was crouched on the floor, looking pale. Beneath him, Seymour lay in a pool of blood.
“He okay?” I asked, tense.
“I’ll survive,” Seymour grumbled, but it didn’t look like he could get back up. Where had he been hit?
“Want me to put a bullet in him to make it even?” I asked.
Seymour grinned.
“If he doesn’t behave.”
Returning his grin, I turned to Kai and reached into his shirt where the edge of his phone was visible. I laughed outright at the way the other alpha jerked back from me in obvious fear.
“Relax, I’m just going to give your brother a ring.”
I found Alek’s number easily and made a video call, then turned the screen to face Kai where he crouched on the floor in fear.
The second Alek answered the line, he started swearing, shouting, asking who the hell was responsible, threatening anyone who would hurt his brother.
I chuckled and flipped the screen to face me.
“You fucking bastard! You’re done!” Alek shouted.
I shook my head calmly.
“You fucked with my family first. You targeted me for no reason. You stole my daughter… This is retribution.”
Alek forcefully calmed himself, combing fingers through his unkempt, jet-black hair and shutting his eyes for a moment before he looked at me again, face an expressionless mask.
“What are you going to do?” he asked placidly.
“I’m going to take Asha and leave,” I said.
Alek didn’t seem to believe me. His gaze darkened, jaw clamping.
“What are you going to do to my brother?”
I considered.
“He shot my friend when we walked in here. I broke his arm in return. Let’s call it even.”
There was a very long silence.
“Seriously?”
