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Illi palms two meat cleavers and throws them across the room.
“Does he look familiar to you?” she murmurs, and I shake my head.
Yeah I bet he looks like you poor precious ole Wolfe lips
She’s become weirdly interested in bikers lately.
I think me and aves are thinking the same thing rn
I wake up in a cold sweat and shaking. Ash is curved around me, and the second I open my eyes I find Harley still asleep beside me, looking peaceful and unaware of the random bouts of panic his near-death is still fucking causing me. What an asshole.
“You love my cum, Star. You’re greedy for it; you’d never spit me out.”
I don’t want you to swallow my come. I want to see it dripping down your legs.”
“If I were going to fuck a girl, it would be Lips. Don’t tempt me, she would drop you idiots for me in a second.”
I stare at the Jackal across the table as the exclamations and shouting only get louder. He watches me, and there must be some serious issues in the man’s brain because he only looks more obsessed with me. Like I’m impressing him by selling him out. I need a little less psycho in my life.
“He said he wouldn’t join the Jackal. He said it was a blood thing. Exact same wording, Lips, that’s not a coincidence.”
He sighs at me. “I think I liked it better when you were afraid of me.”
“Is there anyone in Mounts Bay who doesn’t owe you favors?”
Happy to shoot a guy but a total fucking wuss about farm animals?
I’m kind of expecting to come back and find them being held up by rough and tumble eleven-year-olds. I’d also be tempted to put money on the Mounty kids in that situation.
We’re firmly a stab-first family going forward. Apparently you have the perfect farm animal disposal system.”
“She put you in detention. She put you there and that’s where you very first met Matteo. You probably don’t even remember him being there, you didn’t speak to each other, but that is where he first saw you, and that’s where his obsession with you started.”
“Some kid shoved you, and you stabbed him with a pair of scissors or something.” I tip my head back and groan at the ceiling. “Seriously? My whole fucking life changed course because I stabbed Cory Ryan? Fuck, I might hunt him down and stab him again for that shit.”
“Are you going to stab any girls that look at Harley from now on? Just shed blood from the get-go? I feel like Illi is going to spend the year disposing of corpses for you.”
I’m pretty sure I’ll be tempted to stab my way out of that conversation,
I think I can punch him hard enough in the dick that he’ll piss blood for a month.
Oh, and you all owe me big time. She’s kicked me in the dick so many times my balls have climbed up the back of my fuckin’ throat.”
I do not understand why these boys keep attempting to stop me from being the one killing people—it makes no sense.
“Are you going to let me blow you or not? A girl has needs,”
“I’ve never wanted to keep someone before. I’ve never wanted someone like I want you. I get it, I don’t want to think about someone else touching you either, but you’re mine. I promise you no one else will ever fucking touch me again.”
Her winged eyeliner is sharp enough to kill a man and her mood could do even fucking worse.
“Yeah, he can come back here any time,” the Viper says, and I do my best not to smirk like a smug-ass bitch but fuck it if I’m not one.
I’m sure he’s more afraid of the Jackal than he is of me. That’s his first mistake.
I’ve had another head delivered.
“Actually it makes me think he really is your father. He’d have to admit he was wrong about lying to your mother and men usually have the emotional range of a fork.”
“It’s good, he’s broken the assumption that the Wolf chose you guys because you’re pretty, not because you’re good backup. There’s a lot of the Jackal’s men who are now hesitating about coming after you.”
“At least he’d be better than the other two. Killing your enemies is a sweet gesture, helpful and just psycho enough for us to be sure you’re actually related.”
“I’m too emotionally damaged to comment on that.
“Did you just get a pep talk from the Butcher? Fuck, we are in trouble,” he sneers, and I roll my eyes at him.
Imagine a man who straps cleavers to his chest to throw at people has to give you a pep talk 😂😂😂
Harley reads over my shoulder, which sounds sickeningly cute and romantic except he reads much slower than I do and I find myself getting bored in between page turns.
They look like a very happy, if psychotic, threesome.
“Good girl, you keep that up and I might let you come.”
What is the use of being this smart if I can’t get someone else to pay for my education?
I feel like we all look great in black.”
Of course she favors black 😏
“Gross, right? I thought rich people would sweat some ritzy cologne or some shit,”
“Why, exactly, are you so obsessed with my ass? Your dick is never going in my ass. Never. Get rid of that idea now, Beaumont.”
the guys all disappear to beat each other up or drink themselves to death or something. I didn’t pay enough attention to the details, clearly.
“I’ve been too poor in the past to ever stop worrying about money. I could have a billion in the bank, I’m still not going to want to spend it. I’ve gone hungry too many times to forget that feeling.”
Kind of. I mean, I don’t want to kill him anymore so that counts as liking him, right?”
Sitting in my palm is a tiny heart locket, identical to his mother’s, so similar it’s only when I turn the locket over to read the inscription that I know he’s gotten me one of my own. Mine. To the end.
“I’d always heard you were difficult, Wolf. Too hard to speak to, guarded by the Jackal, bloodthirsty and cold. I thought my cousin was insane for leaving the family for you, but now I see the charm.”
“How crazy is that? The side that just threatened to butcher my kids in their beds is the sane one. But it’s true.
"No one touches the Wolf.” And then I slit his throat.
“The world will be a better place without Senior in it, and if that means Avery has the entire fucking country in her pocket than fuck it. Hail Hydra or whatever.”
“Aves told me she had Senior sorted, I didn’t realize she was going to ass fuck him like this,” I murmur.
"I think if he had a problem with it he would've said something by now. If it is him sending the boxes of heads, don't you think one of the boys would've shown up in there by now if he didn’t approve of your relationships?”
“They are welcome to come and voice their concerns with me. I’m not as selective with who I kill for insulting me.”
