Page 52 of Cursed to Be Mine
I smile.
Blood pours around us, but it isn’t enough.
I want her healed.
I want her under my blade for months.
I want her chained away, forced to watch as Scarlett becomes what she so desperately tried to stop. I want that knowledge tearing her up inside.
I want her to suffer for her sins.
I want to make her do more than bleed for one night.
But I.
Fucking.
Can’t.
Because Maddox got into my head with his fucking psychology degree, telling me how Scarlett can’t know I killed her mother. How that would push her away from me to the point she might try to kill me herself. Where she never accepts our bond.
Because my girl is stubborn and strong, and she will make me work for her love.
I’m looking forward to it.
But first I need to kill her mother. Eliminate the threat that would rather see Scarlett dead than with me.
Basking in the choked sobs and whimpers falling from Hannah’s lips, I cut out her liver.
Silence descends, and I hate that she’s passed out before I can cut out her heart.
She doesn’t deserve such mercy.
Pushing out with my magic, I wake her up. I force her to live through every cut of her chest, every tug of her heart as I start to pull it free, snapping arteries and veins.
She doesn’t even have the energy to scream anymore. She just sweats in pain, her one eye glossy and unfocused until I finally rip out her heart, giving hermercy.
As her last breath leaves her, I call on the magic of my shadows. Dropping both her organs into it, I then dig intomy pocket and pull out a sachet of fur.
Releasing my spell, I wait for her body to hit the floor. As she sprawls out at my feet, I crouch over her and shake the evidence of wolves carefully into her wounds. I do the same with Daniel.
Out of the two of them, I’m not sure which one I regret not being able to play with more. Daniel was supposed to be her boyfriend, yet he was fucking her mom all this time. He hurt my girl too. Both with his hands and his actions.
And I let him off so fucking easily.
My jaw tight, I force my thoughts on the future. I can’t protect Scarlett from the pain these two inflicted, but I can be there for her now. I can give her a family that really cares.
Sinking into my shadow, I reappear in my shower, turn it on, and scrub myself clean. Freshly dressed, I then head for my family’s hotel.
For my girl.
It’s time she knows she’s mine.
Fifteen
HER
Sitting in the shower, my legs sprawled out in front of me, I stare at the white tile walls. The water pelts my skin. The droplets run in random paths.
