Page 100 of Madness Behind the Mask
For that is the best time to break them – when their hope is high. And shewillbreak. And shewillrunback to me because I’m the only onewhoreally sees her forher. Who can free her from the trapped cage her Family has locked her up in.
I will have her beg me to help her. To take her in under my wing and under my body.And then I will kill her.My cock jerks at theanticipation of sinking into hersoaking wetpussyas thelast of her fireleaves hereyes.
“Let’s try this again,” I say as I stare at the witch in front of me. Christian Boyleisa falcon – one of the eyes and ears of theShadow Domain and one who has been in my employment for the lastthreemonths. “You came to me, begging for my aid, offering to feed me information in exchange for me killing those who were blackmailing you. I held up my end of the bargain because you came to me when Caden was killing Sau’s uncle and told me that would be a great time to strike. And it was, I’ll give you that. We didn’t have to deal with David’s illusions, and Caden was nicely distracted. But…” I trail off as I lean forward. “But…since then, you failed to let us know that the dear old witches havedecided to branch into human trafficking. And what is our top commodity again?”
He swallows, his busted lip still dripping blood. “Sex and blood trafficking,” he says shakily.
“Exactly. So even someone as thick as you must be able to see how concerning it is that our main competitor is trying to muscle their way into our operations, and the snitch I havegraciouslyallowed to livefailed to tell me in advance.”
“It was a sudden decision on Caden’s part,” he blurts. “There was no warning, no word. He just –”
I raise a finger and wiggle it back and forth. “Ah, ah, ah. What is the thing I hate most, Colton?” I ask, not taking my eyes off Christian.
“Excuses,” my son says tightly; he never did care for these sortsof meetings.
“Exactly.So let’s try this again,Christian,” I say as I stand and walk around my desk to stop in front of him. “Tell me without giving mesomesniveling excuse, why you’ve failed me yet again?”
Sweat glistens on his brow. His pulse beats wildly at the base of his neck. But my eyes stay on his, watching as terror lights them until they’re shiny and red.My fangs elongate as my cock hardens at the sight of his fear.
“I… I… I’ll get her out,”he blurts,his eyes dipping to my fangs.
“That is not the question I asked.”
His face pales.His Adam’s apple bobs.“I…I’m sorry.Please… I...I won’t fail you again.”
“Not. The. Question.”
“Because I’m a coward!” he blurts, his heart racing as he flinches away from me. “I was scared of what Caden would do if I tried to take her out past the wards. He never lets her out of his sight anymore.”
My eyes narrow. Such a distasteful way for my girl to live, stuck in his shadow when she needs light togrow. “Even when she goes to take a shit?” I ask, and his gaze snaps back to me at the sudden question.
“Uh…”
The smile I give makes him flinch again. I can see his little brain running as fast as it can as it tries to figure out what I mean.
But the guy is a fucking idiot, and my patience wanes before he figures it out.
“If you don’t know,” I say, “then you haven’t watched her close enough, now have you? And what use do I have for an informant who is so utterlyuseless?”
“I’m sorry!” he whines. “I’ll find out. I’ll –”
I grab him by the throat, haul him forward, and sink my teeth into his neck. The sweetness of his blood isn’t comparable to Sau’s, and the poor imitation I am stuck withyet againmakes me growl as I crush his vocal chords in my fist.
He gurgles, jerking beneath my attentions, the rush of dopamine flooding through his system no match for his utter terror. Our bites aren’t magic; it won’t get rid of any underlying emotions, and I take pleasure in the panicked gasps that flow from his lips.
Pulling my teeth out of him, I drop him to the ground, then step on top of him on my way out of theroom. “Cut him up and package him, but leave the box with his head open.”
“And thewoman?” Colton asks, his voice tight.
“Pass her around. It’ll be such a shame to waste that neck of hers.”I lift a hand as I walk down the hall, and Vlad follows me, leaving my son to deal with the mess.I lick my lips, cleaning it of thewitch’sblood.
“He could’ve had more use,” Vlad says.
“Oh, he will.” I smile asIthink about the note that will accompany Christian’s body when it’s delivered back to the Shadow Domain. “Sau wants a treaty, so I will give her one.”
“Under what terms?” There’s no concern or anger in his voice. Vlad doesn’t have a personal vendetta against the Shadows. His Family married in, and dealing with them issimple business. He doesn’t care if theyare dealt with through blood or pen.
My smile stretches. “Why, through marriage, dear boy. What else?”
