Continue Matthew's POV:
I'm not sure how long it was before I heard the door sliding back open. Beta Ethan came back inside the room. This time with a few people assisting him. They had water for me and a light prepared meal. Not enough to upset my stomach. I was starving and the portions they gave me had it in mind. I would have just enough to leave me wanting more. It was a light stew. They fed it to me before whipping me down and rebandaging my wounds. I was almost done healing. The process seemed to be taking forever.
They cleaned me before they would release me. I was too weak to fight back. My arms felt disconnected from my body. The lack of blood flow in them made them discolored. How could someone be so cruel and leave me with my arms above my head? Who knows how long I was forced to stay upright in that position. I thought they were on the verge of falling off. Ethan watched nearby as they rehabilitated me. In fact his mind seemed elsewhere are he stared at his phone with a blank stare. I wondered what he was looking at.
"What did you mean?" I asked slowly. My mind wondered all over the place. It was hard to tame it. I was excited to have something new to stare at. "Before... You said I mistreated the king's mate. Who is the king's mate? How was I supposed to know who it was?"
"It doesn't matter right now," Ethan said softly. "Your charges will be dropped. The king has approved of proceeding with my suggestion to use you against your own sister. You're going to meet with her right now. We will be listening to your every word so please make sure to get her to confess."
The pack mates surrounding me smelled like omegas. They were dressed in lab coats and they kept their eyes away from my face. They seemed to avoid my eyes at all cost. They were here on one mission. They were here to serve one purpose. I was given a shot in my left shoulder. Adrenaline pumped through my veins as my arms seemed to wake up. Color pumped back into the veins.
They helped me stand. I don't know how long its been since I was imprisoned in the chair but I fell over before I took my first step. It was terrifying as I seemed to have lost my functions. I soon realized as the team caught me that they were here to be leaned on. After a few practice steps I managed to find feeling back in my legs.
I was grateful suddenly that the king was showing mercy to me. I would not mess this up. I wanted to find my way back to my mate after all. My daughter needed me still, of course. I was to be a grandparent. I have to do my best. I have to make sure I do exactly what they want of me.
"Do you have a list of questions I should be asking my sister?"
"You're her brother. Please do your best to know the correct questions to ask. Your main job is to get her to confess about her intentions. We have proof she tried to frame Casimir Kriska with murder charges... We just need her to confess about killing William Cromwell. That is your main focus."
I guess it was foolish of me to assume I would have a strict script to follow when questioning my sister. She'll notice right away something is off and won't say anything specific. I have to word my questions carefully. I can't let her suspect I'm corrupt and looking to take her down. All I want to do is get back to my family.
I was dragged from the room by his servants. I could hear Ethan in pursuit. I can only conclude they took my sister around the same time as me. I don't know how that's effecting the pack at the moment- with both of us missing. My mother must be going nuts. In one single night the two of us disappeared along with the prisoners breaking out from the station. I can only imagine what's happening back home right about now. How is the king going to settle their worries when this all gets out? How long have I been missing?
My poor family!
This is all too much for them to be dealing with.
I was taken to a room not far from the one they pulled me out of. The scent stayed the same of the molded basement assuring me we were still underground. I was brought into a room with a round table with six chairs evenly spread out around it. I was forced into a seat before the servants left the room. Ethan sat beside me. I was able to glance at his phone to see it ringing on silence with a single name on the ID. Nathalie. Who was Nathalie and did I know her? No... It didn't come to mind. He put his phone away. I looked at him curiously. What was going on? Why are we here? I thought I would be brought straight to my sister.
This isn't- my eyes searched the room. A wall had a two-way mirror spanning it. We were on the side that could see into the other room. There in the room over was my sister. April was sitting on a metal bed. Only one pillow and a thin thermal blanket was given to her. She wasn't being tortured like I had been. She looked better off in fact. Other than a black eye that was slowly healing. She was in a set of thermal pajamas. Which was strange since I knew she'd never choose those to wear away from home. Those weren't her clothes entirely.
The door flung open. My back sitting to it. I caught his scent before he even showed himself. He crossed the room and sat down directly in front of me. He was at least taller than anyone in the room. Well over six-five. He had natural platinum blonde hair with the royal diamond blue eye color inherited from his bloodline. I recognized his features instantly of that of his father's. He was pale from lack of sun. That didn't mean he was weak. His body was built. He would instantly win in a fight against either one of us. If Ethan were to fight of course. This creature must have worked out daily. He couldn't compare to my lucky champion, Zeke. No... this was a man worth fearing. This was King Camren, I knew.
"Beta Matthew Rabidcrest?" Camren's voice shook my nerves as he spoke so suddenly. He was questioning me as he reached a hand out and met mine halfway as we shook hands. "You understand why you were brought here?" He asked. I nodded as we shook hands and let go. I bowed my head instantly out of respect.
"Yes, sir... Let me just say it is an honor to meet you in person King Camren. Rather unfortunate it be under these circumstances. Your Beta has caught me up for the most part. My charges will be dropped if I cooperate and get my sister to talk," I said as my eyes met the window once more to peer in at my emotionless sister. Did she already know? Camren nodded as he seemed to lack words. Not that it made him look weak. He seemed to not want to waste his precious voice on pointless chatter.
"They can come in," he said as he nodded behind me. I heard two sets of footwork behind me before two gentleman sat down at the table with us. One one side was a well distinguished looking man. With forest green eyes and hair that very much seemed to be the same shade of tone I recognized. This man looked like an older version of Casimir. His hair was greying from age. He must be ten years my senior. "This is Alpha Ezekiel Kriska. He's from pack Blackridge," Camren's cool and collect words would introduce us. "This is Beta Matthew of Rabidcrest Pack."
"Pleasure," Ezekiel's sharp tone would bark out my way. He would crack a half smile but he didn't look happy to see me. Perhaps because I'm partially responsible for his son's absence. I did have him locked up under false charges thanks to my sister's orders. "Surely," he growled as he saw how little I believed him. "I have no ill feelings toward you."
Forget about Ezekiel for now.
On the other side sat a young Nippon man close enough to be a modern looking pop star. Definitely younger than myself. He had rich dark hair that resembled his ancestors. Closer to black than Josephine's hair ever could be. I couldn't see beneath the surface of hair hanging in his eyes. He spun a coin in his hand as he avoided staring at me. Instead he was looking across the table at Ezekiel. This... I could feel was the one who shared my pack's secrets with his true master. My pack's scent was tied to his very distinct scents. I couldn't quite pick up on what made him so special though apart from his traitorous qualities. A spy, he truly was.
Was he avoiding looking my way because he was ashamed of himself?
"This is Itsuki Goto. I assigned him to your pack's territory long ago. He is an old friend of mine," Camren explained. I sat back in my chair as my jaw clenched tightly. I barely knew a thing about this man. "He's been relaying your pack's secrets to me for well over half a decade now. Please don't be mad at him. He's been in my service this whole time."
"You've had your fangs in my pack since your first coronation," I whispered. It was very clever of him. He truly was fit to be a king, I see. I always thought of him as too young. Inexperienced. I see now I've underestimated him. "So what has the spy told you so far?" I asked and stared the man down. My eyes narrowed as he avoided eye contact. Instead his head tilted to look straight at Camren.
"Everything," Camren said as he looked frustrated. His eyebrows sunk tight as he looked at Ethan. "Tell him what his sister was planning to do to me." Itsuki suddenly stood up as he put up a hand. I guess he wanted to interrupt as he faced me suddenly.
"I will," he said as he raised his voice. It was the first time he spoke up since being here. I didn't expect it from him. "No... let me show you instead." He came around the table and put his index fingers on my temple suddenly. I felt over washed as my brain drowned out from being at the table. I was caught up then as I instantly saw images flashing. April and Juliette's voices overtalking in my head. A potion being cooked up as a lock of Josephine's hair fell into the pot. Words being vibrantly chanted as I knew then what was being done. "April had asked me to make a love potion," Itsuki's voice whispered inside my head. "She wanted to force Camren to fall in love with Juliette. Rewriting all of fate's design." I shot up from my seat as I snatched his hands away. I faced him with violence.
"You just gave it to them?" I asked. This is more then just a crime! This is sin! This is outright a day that will live in infamy. For this was dishonoring god's will. Itsuki's skin suddenly burned my hands. I pulled away as my skin fried and created a smell in the air. Itsuki sat back in his spot. Ethan yanked me down in mine.
"Of course not," Itsuki said sharply. "My loyalty is only for the king. I gave her a placebo."
"Placebo?"
"It won't effect him if he drinks it. But- if Juliette goes through with it-"
"Surely you won't," I insisted. "She's just a child."
"Today she's a woman," Camren spoke up. "Rather she's a child or not wouldn't matter anyway. If she goes through with it I will have her imprisoned." I hung my head as I shook it slowly. That kid was mislead her whole life. How can Camren show her no mercy!? I hope Juliette doesn't do it! That child! She's too good to do something so stupid! I leaned across the table as I stared the king down.
"How are you so certain she'll even show up? With her mother missing the child will stay home with my mother. There's no way my mother would let her come all the way here with us all missing."
"That's simple," Itsuki said as he spoke up. A smirk crossing his lips. "I had been instructed to make a double to replace April for the time being. So we would have enough time to interrogate her without a big commotion coming front he pack about missing leaders."
"A double? Did you make one of me?"
"No, we want to make it believable when we bring you back and make you explain what's happened since you've been gone. The double is upstairs now with Juliette. Waiting for the masquerade. That's when Juliette will make her attempt to give the potion to Camren."
"This is wrong! You're setting Juliette up," I growled out towards Camren.
"What wrong is that my mate was accused of murdering her father. Not to mention the mistreatment she's been given from her pack her whole life!" Camren's voice raised as it him me. I realized then only what he meant. Josephine... It is Josephine. He's doing this all for her? Camren raised his arm as he motioned to someone behind me. I was suddenly forced to sit back. My shirt was pulled up as hands came from behind me and started to tape a wire to my chest. "You'll go in that room and you will get her to confess to killing her husband," Camren's voice said in a cold and mellow tone. "Don't come back out until you got it."
"Rather it be the truth or not?" I asked quickly. "Are you trying to find the true murderer or are you trying to get her to confess either way?" This is starting to become too real. What is going on here?
"April did kill her husband," Ethan said suddenly from beside me. "You have to realize you sister did it. She's going to do everything she can to convince you otherwise. Don't listen to her. We just need the confession. So that way we can use it against her when we do bring her to court and trial her reasonably. You promised you would cooperate with us. If you don't we will have to assume you're responsible as well. Or that you even knew it was happening yourself."
"How are you so certain I wasn't in on it?" I asked quickly.
"You've had a surprise written across your face this whole time. Look at your sister. Do you see one on her?" He pointed at the two-way window. My eyes followed out to her body. He was right about one thing. She was guilty about something. "I'll do it," I whispered.
Continuing Matthew's POV:
I followed Ethan out into the hall and to the door a few feet down. He unlocked the cell and I was shoved in before the door shut dramatically behind me. I had tripped as I landed head down in the floor. I looked up in relief as my sister's scent flooded the room.
"Matthew?" April asked in surprise as she looked down at my face. Her own was a blank space of horror. She looked pale like a ghost hit her. She had been sweating only moments before as if some how it was hot in the room. Which it was as cold as a basement should be. For lack of installation of course. She moved off the bed and helped me to my knees. "Wow... it is you?" She asked in surprise before helping me to sit on the bed with her. "Where are we?" She asked and looked around at her small purgatory.
"I don't know." I lied to her. I felt immediately guilty for lying to her. She had been my sister after all. I usually told her the truth. I was an honest man after all. At least I liked to think of myself as one. "I think we're kidnapped by rogues," I suggested.
"Rogues?" Her voice hit an octave as I knew she was worried. Her eyes looking lost as she stared away in space.
"How did you get here? What do you remember?" I asked her curiously.
"I was taking a bath while sipping on a glass of wine. I don't remember anything after that," she explained. "You? What do you remember?"
"I was chasing Josephine's scent into the woods because she had escaped from the station. I was attacked by rogues. I thought I had died but then I woke up as they were dragging me here," I explained. It was close enough to the truth. She nodded as she took my hands and brought them up to her cheek. She rubbed them gently with her head.
"Brother," she whispered. "I'm so happy you're here with me. I thought I would be alone here. What do you think they want with us?"
"You don't have any ideas?" I asked her as I pulled her to my chest and rocked her in my arms. I looked at the ground as I couldn't bring myself to look at the wall hiding the one way window. I knew behind it would be the rest watching us like a soap opera.
"No clue," she said softly. A small worried whimper breached her throat. "I don't want to die here. What are we going to do? How do we escape from here?"
"I'm not sure..." My voice trailed off as I took in my sister's emotions. They were skyrocketing and effecting my own. She made my body tremble with anxiety. Her feelings were trying to become my own. I had to stop this before it was too late. "I heard a few voices before I got here. A phone call being discussed. Do you recognize the name of Ezekiel?" I asked curiously. I would trick her first into thinking she was in his keep. As long as she believed we were here because of the rogues I could open her up and read her like a book. She yanked away from me as she suddenly brought her nails up and began to chew on them.
"No," she mumbled.
"No?" I asked her. "No you don't remember? No, you don't know? What do you mean by no?"
"I mean... I do know..." she shook her head as she looked to be fighting telling me. "He's the rogue pack's Alpha. I've met him before during the last crowning. I don't know why we're here... Do you think it's because he's behind William's death?" She asked and looked up into my eyes frantically. Ah! She was trying to trick me. There she goes... Weaving me into her web. I have to untangle more lies now. I nodded as if it all was making sense to me. It wasn't. It wasn't connecting. I have to slip her up.
"There's no way he'd deliberately kidnap us. Unless he was behind the alpha's murder. But, that would mean he's also connect to the rogue and Josephine." I balled up my fist to sign anger but I was aggravated as I searched for a way in to her head. I want to know what she'll plan to say next. Where are my loopholes? Think- Think, Matthew.
"That's what I just suggested," she muttered. She had my tongue tied. I couldn't counter her. I didn't know what to respond with.
"There wouldn't be any other reason," I pressed. "Nothing that I could think of. Looks like he will kill us too. Now that he has us." Her eyes widened with surprise as if she didn't think of it before. Yes, there was now a possibility in her head she could die.
"Did you happen to see him before coming here?" She asked frantically. She stood up as she pressed her hands down on my shoulders. "Did you?"
"No. I wouldn't even know what he would look like."
"Surely we could talk rationally with him," she spoke quickly.
"No, I'm sure we will die. That's why we're here. He'll probably kill us both. Something about this feels personal. Maybe William pissed him off without our knowledge."
"I wonder what day it is," April mumbled. She walked up to the door fast and began to bang her fist against the metal. The room was soundproof. Her screaming started to echo across the room as she demanded for them to open the door. Ordering for them to bring her to Ezekiel before she threatened violence. I flinched with irritation as her demands went unnoticed. They would not come. Not when they had a show already. She walked back over to me suddenly. Her eyes landed on my chest and I flinched. Her hands reached over and yanked my shirt up before revealing the wire they placed on my chest moments before. H-how did she know?
"Speak," she ordered me. "Explain what is really going on. Right now!" She must had felt it earlier while touching her head to my chest. It was the only possible explanation.
"I-I-" I wasn't sure what to say to her. I was found out to be a traitor! This was embarrassing. I nervously stared across the room at the mirror. My eyes begging for them to come and help me. She caught on to where I was looking and looked as well. She dropped my body as she walked over to the mirror. I could see her staring intently at herself.
"Are you there? Ezekiel?" She asked dramatically. Her voice was like silver as it melted across the hot fires she was spitting out at the mirror. She was angry now. I could smell the rage radiating off her. "What do you want from me?"
"He wants you to confess," I spat out at her and went towards the door as I hovered close to it. Hoping they would open it and let me out. "You should admit to killing your husband, April. It would make things much easier for us all." She stared back at me. Clever girl with opal eyes. She was appalled as she glanced back in the mirror.
"This is what this is about?" She asked quickly. "I'll have you know I didn't kill him! Not that it matters much to you! It was my daughter, Josephine. She's the murderer."
"There is no proof it was here," I whispered as I trembled. I didn't know how much longer it would take before she took her anger out on me next. Would I end up like my dead brother in law? "It's your word against hers. There is plenty of proof pointing at you."
"Proof? All lies," she told me as she walked towards me. She grabbed my hands. "I hated him, I will admit. I might have even cheated on him. But, I assure you I did not kill my husband. I should have. He was an angry mad man! I did not kill him, brother. You have to believe me." How can I believe her? After trying to frame her own daughter? How could I have been so blind before? My sister is the killer.
"So you admit to cheating on him?" I asked quickly.
"What? I said I might have."
"You did, didn't you?"
"I-I"
"Tell me the truth!"
"I did," she whined and suddenly fell down on her knees. "I cheated on him. I slept with Ezekiel. Don't you see what's happening? I tried to break things off with him but he wouldn't leave me alone. T-Than William found out about the affair. He was so angry with me!"
"You killed him!" I shouted at her and threw her backwards. She fell on her back as she screamed.
"No! Never! I would never kill my own mate!" Her voice was very convincing with the precision she kept up. I have to get her to confess. This is my mission. I walked over her as I knelt down and glared down into her eyes. I wouldn't touch her. She was my sister after all. I would keep my hands off her for now.
"Liar," I hissed through my teeth. "What did you do to him?" I asked as I reached out and gently sat my hand on her chin. "What happened the night of Alpha Cromwell's death?"
"I-I wanted to kill him," she cried out. "I promise I didn't though. We had a fight and it woke up Josephine. We tried to be quiet-"
"Liar," I hissed through my teeth. "I bet you slipped something to your daughter to make her a heavy sleeper that night. You were the only one awake when it happened. You sat everything up. You wanted to kill three birds with one stone. The undeserving husband, the ungrateful daughter, and the side piece you had been sleeping with for well over four years. You slipped something into both their meals that night. A little kill Cromwell's strength while the rest was enough to knock Josephine out cold. You made sure it would happen on the night Juliette snuck out to her usual Friday frat party. You planned it all down to the T, right?"
"W-What? Who told you all that?"
"Did you do it?"
"NO! What kind of active imagination is that?!" She screamed. "Did he tell you to say that?" She looked at the mirror. "You fucker! You're setting me up, aren't you!?"
"Quit acting, sister! We caught you! There are letters he kept. I saw them just a few moments ago. They're all letters of evidence. You were going to use his son as collateral. Incase anything slipped. He was informed to come for an arrange marriage to Josephine. It's all in the letters."
"He forged them!" She insisted. She thrashed under me as I stayed still above. I watched her crawl out from underneath. "Can't you see, brother? You've been brainwashed by him!" That felt familiar. I shook my head as I stood up. No way... was this really happening?
Ethan's POV:
"Go settle this," Camren ordered me directly. He must have decided the interrogation wasn't moving fast enough. Not with Matthew's help. She would only keep denying everything. Camren had little to no patience. He wasn't a waiting man. He liked things to be finished as soon as they were started.
"She's still insisting she's innocent. After clearly being caught?" I heard Ezekiel's surprised remark. I wanted to laugh from him. Like it was some sick joke that I got. She really wasn't going to slip up any further. She'd gaslight her brother as long as she could. I licked my lips in final decision on Camren's side. This would be easy for me. I knew what I had to do to get her attention. Make her realize what kind of situation she was in.
Camren's eyes settled on me suddenly. He had not looked away from the window since the show started. I knew then he was angry with me for being on my phone. I couldn't help it. I liked the temptation it brought me for debating about answering the stupid girl's call and denying her instantly.
I lowered my phone in my hand as I was receiving another call from Nathalie. Another text popping up on screen, call me. I turned the device off. I didn't have time for her. Didn't she get the message from the first few miss calls? It's been this way for a week.
Camren instructed me not to answer her calls. He insisted they'd have to come speak to him directly. He didn't want to see anyone in advance. He was too busy to slip up and meet beforehand with them. He wasn't going to let me off for this. I would be punished later for being on my phone. When we were alone together I would be danger of his tight temper. He glared me down before looking away from me. He didn't have to say anything else.
"As you wish," I said with a bow in his direction.
I stood up slowly and walked out of the room. He wanted me to settle it. One way to settle things fast filtered through my mind in a kaleidoscope of possibilities before I settled on one.
I walked down the hall away from the shouting as I took a minute to pick the lock on an armory room. It was filled with tools we used for torturing as well as weapons. I picked a switch blade up. My mind was raging in red thoughts. I locking the door behind me. I took off towards the interrogation room we were keeping the two in.
I had been trained for this.
I would be fast. I would not think of the consequences. I would be shielded from them by my cousin. My duty was to the crown after all. I figured it was justified. What I would do for him. For the future queen. He was so decided on her.
I nodded towards the guards outside. They swiped a key over an automated system. The door unlatched and I was able to push it open. As soon as I stepped into the room I saw Matthew's back facing me. I wrapped my free arm around his neck. Starting to choke him as I took the switch blade and held it up against his throat.
"Gee," I snarled in a different tone than the one I've used before. I was channeling something knew. "You were taking forever to make the bitch confess. It makes us not need you anymore." I pressed the sharp blade against his skin. I was surprised as it cut. I could smell fresh blood being spilled as Matthew grew tense in my arms. I looked out at his sister. For the love of god, Matt. Don't give away who I am or I will shove this blade into your neck. I would play good cop bad cop with him now. Anything to speed up this process.
April turned on her heels by the sound of a new voice in the room. She no longer stared through the window for me. She had a target to look at now. "Do you work for him?" She growled out. She was speaking to me. "Do you work for that horrid bastard, Ez?" Her nickname for him was Ez. She was talking about Ezekiel. I knew instantly she still believed he was the one keeping her here.
"Confess your sins and your brother will survive," I suggested. I looked over his clear skin being stuck by my blade. He was calmer than I thought he was. He had so much faith he would survive this. Maybe I wasn't being real enough. I looked back at April to see if she was buying it.
"We have your daughter upstairs. The one you love. If you don't want to see her die here as well than you better confess now," I suggested. It would be easy for us to provide proof to her. She widened her eyes as she figured we were in fact talking about Juliette. I suppose it was all connecting in her mind.
"I'm sorry!" She cried out. "Please... Don't hurt her. Let me talk with him personally. We should talk in person," she begged.
"He doesn't want to speak to you... But, you can find him there." I pointed to the one place that should have been clear to her. On the other side of that wall. "Whatever you want to say to him, go right ahead. He can hear every word." Her eyes scanned the room before she went back over to the mirror.
"Listen here," she breathed through her nostrils. "You let them go because this is a fight between us, Ez." I chuckled quietly in Matthew's ear. It was hilarious. It looked like she was talking alone. But, I'm sure they heard her clear on the other side. "Come and face me! Come in here now you bastard!" She screamed out and banged her fist against the glass. "Show yourself!" She was hot and bothered now. Her breathing getting out of hand as she was sweating. Probably trying to control her wolf. She looked like she was on the verge of transforming. I guess Juliette's life being threatened really bothered her. At least she had some inking of love for one of her daughters. Maybe it was the lack of control she was loosing on the entire situation. I pushed the knife against Matthew's skin as a gesture to make him speak to her.
"A-April you were the one that murdered William Cromwell, weren't you?" Matthew asked her as I saw her slowly turn to look at him. Her eyes widening. I could sense it before the words came to me.
'I'm unsatisfied,' Camren's dark thoughts rung in my head. His Alpha powers were giving me thoughts on what to do next. He wanted me to thrash the knife into Matthew's skin and show her what the consequences were to delaying him information. He wanted her to pay for everything. He blamed it all on her. I could feel his anger as it rushed into my blood stream. I didn't hesitate as his thoughts became my own. I slid the knife into the fresh surface beneath and stabbed a few times into Matthew's neck. I pushed him forward and took the knife out. Watching as he fell face down in front of her. He choked as he bled out. His hands were unable to stop the bleeding. She rushed to his side and tried to stop the blood. I walked up to her and kicked her head. Her body falling to the ground as light as a feather. She clutched her head in pain. I stooped over her as I held the knife directly over her ear and pressed down on the soft skin as I threatened to make her loose it.
"Stop your lies," I growled. "This is your last chance."
"JOSEPHINE!!" She shouted at the top of her lungs. I growled as I knew that was the wrong answer. She grabbed the blade and it cut into her delicate skin. "H-hear me out! This is the truth! Josephine stepped in and saved me from her father! I was the one who was supposed to die! She saved me." She began to cry as snot bubbled out of her nose. "I-I'm a monster. I still blame her for her father's death. Even though she saved me from him! She'll never know... She really did kill her father! That's the truth! She was too out of it that night to remember. I tell you this is the truth. It was Josephine... It was all because of her!"
'Leave her and come back to me. I've had enough of her lies,' Alpha Camren instructed. He would leave her alive. I stood up straight. It was her lucky day. I stepped away from her but she reached out and grabbed me by my ankle.
"Did- Did I do good?" She asked as she was crying now. "Did I say what he wanted?" I frowned and kicked her in the face to get her off of me and left the room entirely. Camren must be insane if he left that bitch alive.
Who knows if she said the truth or not?!
I would go back to where he was waiting. My eyes distant from my surroundings as I thought back to how-
I
would
kill
for
Camren
without
hesitation.
So why didn't he ask me to kill her?