Page 6 of Knot Your Pawn

And once I’m done with that, I’ll hunt down every one of their family members and take them out too, take out every person connected to them, take out the roots of the evil they bring into the world.

I’m sorry, baby. Your father is not a good person.

I hope that you’ll never have to see this side of me and I especially hope you’ll never have to meet the person I am right now. Someone with only death and destruction on his mind, filled with fury at the vile things some people think they can get away with because nobody stands in their way.

I want you to live a happy and good life, without knowing about any of this pain.

But that means I’ll have to take the Hearts down first, so I’ll have to be a bad person for a while longer.

Just a while longer.

Just a little while longer.

Once you’re here, the world will be a little less evil.

I’ll make sure of that.

I promise.

3

Caleb

The first thing I do when we get back to the house is to check where my Omegas are.

Being away from them after what happened tonight was horrible, but Jorge and I were the only people from our pack who were in any state to go pick up Luca’s family. So we did what we had to.

I’d already spotted Vera with Luca on the balcony as we drove up, so I know where one of them is, and she seemed pretty good too, though tired. She even gave me an enthusiastic wave when she caught sight of me.

That leaves Mathew.

The house is full of activity as I make my way to his office, generally the best place to start looking for him, and closest to the garage.

The door to the office is open and I barge in, not wanting to wait any longer.

Mathew is sitting at his desk, his eyes dark, his body tense and a strange scent floats through the space. It’s not very strong, but the deadly intent in it is clear, making my stomach churn.

That’s not good, at all.

When his eyes fall on me, they widen in surprise, his face flushing, before he seems to really focus, his mind temporarily out of whatever dark place it was in.

I slam the door shut behind me, pulling a chair in front of it so nobody can get in, before I cross the space over to Mathew’s desk and pull him up, taking him in my arms. He tries to push me away for a moment before his arms come around me and he pulls me against him too.

Fucking hell.

I have no idea what happened here, but it’s clear that he’s not in a good mental space.

“Your pack is home.” I let out soothing pheromones, though that doesn’t seem to help much, as he lets out a growl, trying to push me away.

“I have to stop them. I have to go after them and stop them.” His voice is hard, his pheromones like knives, though luckily not directed at me.

“We will stop them. We’ll go after them together.”

“I have to go now. I can’t wait.”

“Yes. You can. You can wait.” I walk him back, trapping him between me and the wall so it’s easier to keep him in place.

I don’t have the time or the energy to talk in circles with him tonight, so I try a different strategy.