The Butcher of the Bay: Part II (Mounts Bay Saga #2)

by J. Bree

The Jackal sends his regards. The Jackal sends his regards. The Jackal sends his mother fucking regards, I will choke that fucking cunt out while I bathe in his goddamn blood.

Fuck, I'm going to make the Devil look like a fucking amateur. They will tell fucking fables about what I do to this fucking cunt.

I think I know what causes people to snap and carve innocent people up because, fuck me, I need something to take the edge off right now.

I tip my head back and thank every fucking god, deity, spirit, star sign, and fucking moon I can think of for this kid. “I’m naming my firstborn after you, kid. Fuck.

She's not actually my sister so it shouldn't bother me about her jumping into bikers’ beds but, fuck, nope. Don't like that idea at all. Growing a conscience is fucking wild, man.

The kid fidgets a little and then says, "Actually... I'm heading to court next week for my emancipation. I got a scholarship to Hannaford Prep and I'm going there in a few months.

“Listen here. This friendship of ours? It’s a ride or die situation. I had the same thing with D’Ardo but he fucking betrayed that. I know you won’t. You’re a good kid, a good friend, and I’m all fucking in. You need something? You call me. I’ll answer, no matter what and I’ll throw down for you even if you’re facing all of the fucking Bay. That’s how this is going to go.”

He clucks down the line at me as if he’s telling on a disobedient child and not the Butcher of the motherfucking Bay.

“It’s not about money, Mr. Illium. It’s about priority. Is she bleeding out? Does she have chest pain?” I’ll kill the asshole. “Yes to both. She’s leaking everywhere, come now.” He huffs

😂

“I think you’re underestimating me, mon Monstre. There is nothing I want more than to have that knowledge. How else will I carve their hearts out of their chests?”

“Our only guests will be people who know the score. You think the kid is going to be worried about some hearts? I’m pretty sure she eats them for breakfast.”

I need both of my girls safe. The woman I love and the kid who might just be the closest thing to blood I'll ever have.

What pint-sized fucking kid can do the shit she can? She didn't hesitate once when we got your girl back."

The guys get even more fucking twitchy and Colt grimaces. “Of course you know the Wolf.

This is sooooo much funnier since I read Hannaford first 😂

There is nothing this man wouldn’t do for me. Not even feeding my enemies to cannibals.

He’s still traumatized from my bread breakdown and I’m not sure he’ll ever get over it.

His hatred of my bread baking is still funny to me, the way he glares at the kitchen the moment he comes home to the smell of it. He can't help eating it with me.

To think that there are men out there who buy flowers for their beloved and hope that wins them their love. Mine brings me hearts.

I aim lower. He blanches but I don’t give him time to argue. I shoot him in the dick. Correction: I shoot his filthy, rapist, pin-dick right off.

I'm glad she's making friends at school, though the idea of the Wolf of Mounts Bay making friends with normal teenage girls is hilarious to me. Do they know she slits throats for money in the summer?

I’ll kill any motherfucker that tries to get in the way of our happy ending.

Never thought I’d be saying that but there it is. I’m going to be a married and a kept man.

Hold the fuck on. Friends? Plural? Good. I'm glad she finally has someone