Deviant (The Brethren Lords, #1)

by Ellie Sanders

I’m your God now. I’m who you worship.”

Someone is in my basement, taking what is my most treasured possession.

“Which one of you pieces of shit drugged my whore?”

Whatever business is pulling him away at this hour I don’t know, but I’m pretty certain I’m happier here, in ignorance and alone.

I don’t know what would be worse, to be loved by this man or hated by him?

I always wanted my life to mean something, now I realise it’s not my life, but my death that will.

But as I carry her, as I realise that ultimately, I’m responsible for this, I feel fear for the first time in my life.

She offered her life for mine like it meant nothing, like she was worth sacrificing.

The rarest of rare creatures; something a man like I could never believe was real.

God, I can’t lose her. I can’t—I hate that pathetic, weak, desperation crawling beneath my veins, making me panic more. But I can’t lose her. Not now. Not fucking ever.