Page 69 of Hallowed Eve (The Obsidian Brotherhood 2)

Her words played on repeat in my mind, swirling, spinning, out of control, until white-hot rage soared through my veins.They took me.

“Who?” I wouldn’t sleep until I ripped them apart, limb from limb. “Who isthey?” I asked, even though I knew exactly whotheywere. I needed to hear her say it.

“It doesn’t matter.”

The fuck it didn’t.

I wanted to ask her how. How did she get here? But I needed to touch her first. I needed tofeelher.

The beer bottle fell to the floor, rolling over the wool rug and stopping when it hit the coffee table. I took her face in my hands, urging her to look up at me. “Come here.” I rubbed the top of my thigh, then patted it twice. “Right here.”

She climbed onto my lap and fuck me if it didn’t feel like home.

I buried my face in her hair and breathed her in. “Ssssh. I’ve got you now, baby. And I swear on my life I will make every last one of them pay.”

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