Page 16 of Reign
We take off in the direction we think the scream came from, jumping over a log and slipping on some leaves.
“Blood, I smell fresh blood. It's so fucking pungent. It’s not hers though,” I say as Dario takes out his phone, turning on theflashlight, and sure enough, there’s a trail of fresh blood along the leaves on the forest floor.
“We’re close,” Dario whispers, and I grin, hoping I get my hands on whoever is out there. It doesn’t surprise me that my father is behind this. His obsession with Jade hasn't diminished after all this time. If anything, it has gotten worse. The more children she has, the more he wants her, and we need to put an end to him.Once and for all.But he’s like a fucking cockroach. Always hiding in plain sight and too fast for us to catch. It pisses me the fuck off. All the time I recently spent with him, I could've killed him, and we’d be at peace. But no, he’s always one step ahead of us, and I’ve about had it. We need to come up with a plan of execution sooner rather than later. Between him and the rest of the assholes we need to kill, our body count is about to grow exponentially.I guess when you gain this much power, it's bound to bite you in the ass.
“Jade, Jade?” Dario yells, taking me out of my thoughts. I slide to my knees once I see her, looking her over, seeing all the blood, and her naked flesh all bruised. I scream into the night wanting to unleash the beast within me. I wish I had never killed The Carver. I need him now more than ever. I need him to put my feelings aside and leave my wife with my brother so I can hunt this motherfucker. But no, my love for this woman outweighs the rage within me, and all I want to do is make her better. I want to lick every mark, every bruise, and make her feel better. The urge to fuck her takes over, but my eyes collide with Dario’s and they widen, knowing the look he sees on my face. But I know it won’t take her pain away, just mine—seeing her like this. It will only send her into another spiral, and we’ve worked too hard to get where we are since then, So I nod to my brother letting him know without saying it that she needs to feel our love in this moment, but most of all, that we are here and we will never leave her alone. “Come on, Kitten, wake up. Pleasewake up,” Dario begs, and I take out my phone, turning on the flashlight, and shining it on her to make sure there’s no stab wounds or anything of that nature, and that's when I see it. The empty syringe next to her.
“Fuck, she was drugged. We need to get her inside,” I say, picking up the needle, holding it in my hand as Dario lifts an unconscious Jade in his arms. “I need to figure out what he gave her. This motherfucker,” I yell, tripping over another body. “Take her back to the Mill and lock everything down. I’ll be there in a few minutes. Call Spade and have him check on the kids,” I order.
“Don't do anything stupid, Jameson. We need a plan,” he tells me.
“I know,” I reply as he and Kane walk away and head back the same way we came.
Once they are out of my sight, I turn the prick I nearly tripped over onto his back, and flash my light at him, I see that the tip of his dick is gone, which is what caused him to bleed out. “So you tried to take advantage of my girl,” I growl, shaking my head. “She’s so much smarter than you. Fucking idiot,” I spit. Taking my knife, I stab into him—twisting and turning the handle as I revel in the sounds of his flesh shredding with every rip and every cut of his skin. I bring my soaked fingers to my lips and lick the warm, fresh crimson, growling at the taste. He doesn’t taste as good as I had hoped. But I don’t care. Blood is blood, and I crave it. Shoving my face into his wound, I bite into his muscle, ripping it from the torn skin. I scream into the night like a madman as I lift my head, looking at the sky as I spit the meat from my mouth. His blood drips down my face, and I use both daggers to continue stabbing him, slicing open his stomach, taking his intestines out and wrapping them around his neck, not like it's going to do anything, he’s already dead but I can’t help myself. I stay on my knees, removing all of his organslike an animal who hasn’t eaten in weeks. All you hear is the squishing sounds of my hands digging inside him, pulling at his tendons, veins, and skin.
I break open his chest cavity one rib at a time until I rip his heart out, throwing it as far as I can into the woods, screaming as I do it. But suddenly, his phone vibrates in his jeans, and I growl.
Digging into his pants, I retrieve it and see it's from an unknown number. Pressing the green button, I heave as I bring the phone to my ear.
“She’s nice and tight, just like her mother! No wonder you’re so obsessed. I’ve never came so hard until her, and I can’t wait to do it again.” He laughs, and I roar, squeezing the phone and throwing it as his laughs break off in the distance.
Getting up from my knees, I pull my leg up and stomp on the man's skull, over and over again until nothing but broken bones and brain matter litter the forest floor.This wasn’t enough. It will never be enough.My father needs to die, and I will stop at nothing to make that happen.
Jade
Fucking Fucked!
I jolt awake and immediately vomit. As I’m spewing my guts out, the lights above me send a sharp pain through my skull.
“S-shut off the fucking l-lights,” I stammer as I continue to throw up.
“It’s okay, baby. We’re right here,” Dario reassures me. “Kane, get the lights,” he orders, and I’m thrown into darkness. Taking a deep breath, I roll back over, but the pain in my muscles from fighting them off is excruciating. I scream out, and Jamie growls beside me, lifting my body and carrying me elsewhere. He sits us down on the couch, causing the leather to squeak. A cold cloth is placed on my head, and I shut my eyes, reveling in the coolness that soothes my throbbing skull.
“I need you to drink this for me. Open your mouth and suck from the straw, Princess,” Jamie instructs. The cold liquid flowing down my throat is like diving into a pool on a hotsummer day.Pure relief.I try to sit up, but Jamie places his hand on my shoulder, causing me to growl.
“Tonight is not the night to tell me what to do. Get your hands off me,” I spit, and he huffs.
“If you want to sit up, just fucking say so. I’m trying to help you. Not to be a prick,” he whispers, and now it’s my turn to sigh. I’m not used to Jamie taking care of me like this. Rio and Spade are the ones who normally give me all the attention and care. Not Jamie.
“Well, excuse me for not being used to you nurturing me when I’m hurt. The last time we did this, you forced your dick inside me,” I snarl, and he laughs. I look up at him, ready to punch him in his throat, but his smile is so fucking genuine as his blue eyes twinkle with mischief.
“Mmm, how could I forget?” he answers, further pissing me off. Dario comes into view and puts his hand out for me to take as the door to the office bursts open and Spade rushes in with Ryder, the both of them covered in blood.
“What the fuck?” I yell, and Spade comes right for me, falling to his knees next to me as Dario helps me up into a sitting position on Jamie’s lap.
“Are you okay, Babygirl? What happened?” he asks, his eyes looking wilder than I’ve ever seen before. I’m not sure whose blood the both of them are covered in or what the hell they were doing, but it triggered something in him. I don’t think Ryder has realized it yet, but I see it written all over Spade’s face.
“I’m okay; my head is pounding and my body fucking aches. How’s my face?” I ask, and his eyes widen.Fuck!He stands up abruptly and looks at his brothers.
“Who the fuck did this? Did you get him?” he asks, looking down at Jamie, who I’m just realizing is covered in blood too. I turn to look at him, and he raises a brow.
“Did you kill Dalton without me?” I ask,
“Wait, Dalton did this to you?” Spade snarls, venom dripping with every word.
“Yes!” I answer while still looking at Jamie, waiting for him to confirm, which he doesn’t. So I raise a brow and punch him in the shoulder. “Well, did you?”
“Unfortunately, no. He was long gone by the time we got to you.” Looking back at Spade, I stand up.
