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She is the moon, wrapped in my darkness, yet she is my light...
Alexander Silver thought he would get to keep what rightfully belonged to me and here I am, proving him wrong.
I smash back down, grunting as the pain floods through my limbs, but I try again and again, one thought pushing me. One thought that erases all else. Get to Wren.
I will tear them all limb from limb, I’ll let their blood coat my skin, wearing it like a cloak and I won’t stop until I have my little bird back in my arms.
A King will always protect his Queen, and I may have failed this time, but this motherfucking God is vengeful.
I was her monster. Her demon. Her devil.
No way I wouldn’t tear this city apart just to find her.
“I’m getting her back,”
She told me she loved me. I didn’t deserve that, not from her. I didn’t deserve that full stop. Loving me would damn her to hell.
I would never let her go, she belonged to me, and now I know she has given me her heart, I’ll do anything to get her back, damned or not.
“She will hate you for this,” he growls.
“She might, but ultimately, she’ll forgive me. Do you want to know why, Griffin?”
“Because I have her heart, Griffin. She chooses me. Me.”
We come into this life screaming, bloody, traumatic and it fits that we exit it the same way.
“You’ve called the monster now, Griffin, don’t be surprised that he’s answered.”
“You chose the wrong side, do you know that?” “Any side is better than yours,”
“If you get the chance, you need to run, okay? Run, Wren, as fast as you can.”
I’ve chosen my monster. And it isn’t Valentine. He may be my blood but he is not my family. Given the chance I will pull the trigger myself.
That little note was a bluff. He wants my city, but I know he won’t give Wren back.
Would I give it up for the woman? Probably. And that shit terrifies me.
I needed her and I’ve never needed anyone.
I never thought something would become more important than my city. Than my family name but she has. She is.
For every day my little bird is missing from my side, I’ll triple, quadruple the amount of damage I do to his men.
They wanted the monster. I’d give it to them and make them wish they never even stepped foot in this city. This was war.
And it was a war I wasn’t going to lose.
“Alexander Silver wants you back,” he answers. Lex. My monster.
“If Lex wants me back, Valentine,”
“You best give me to him.”
Lex would be on a war path. To get to me. He’d made it clear I belonged to him, I was his, no matter the cost and he may not have said the words, but I knew what I was to him.
I had fallen in love with the darkness. I wasn’t going to fight it. Not anymore. He could have me. All of me. Possess and claim and keep. I was Alexander’s.
My little bird has been crushed. Her wings were breaking. And I couldn’t find her. I couldn’t find her.
“You’re Alexander Silver’s woman, are you not?”
“She’s nothing.”
“Was I speaking with you?”
“I was.” “Was?” “I hardly think I belong to him now.”
“Oh you belong to him alright. It’s nice to finally meet the woman who brought the king to his knees.”
“Brave of you to mess with a Silver, Valentine, what makes you believe I’d also want to fuck with that family? You do know who they are, yes?”
I had her at my side and it turned my whole world upside down and now she’s not there, everything I’ve ever known doesn’t make any sense. The only thing that matters now is getting her back.
“She better be fucking worth it, Alexander. I didn’t raise a bitch.”
“Not that I need to justify my actions old man, this is my kingdom now, but she is worth it.”
“I don’t think Silver will be best pleased with me bringing you back broken.”
“Don’t you die on me, love,” Kingston says, “I need you alive and kicking.” “You’re going to use me too,”
“It’s more of a peace offering,”
“Your man has a lot of power, I’ll be stupid to get on the wrong side of him but I need his help.”
Heart steps from the vehicle but it isn’t him I’m interested in. Oh no. It’s the broken body he has cradled in his arms that has me moving.
My little bird.
For her, I’d kill them all.
Having Wren back in my arms feels like I’ve come home. It’s a sense that burrows deep into my soul, swelling my chest until I feel as if my lungs and heart will burst right out. It’s not a feeling I’m used to.
“You left me little bird,” I whisper, “you fucking left me.”
“I’m going to make him pay for this, mark my words little bird, you’ll be standing at my side whilst we watch his heart beat in my fist. I’ll make it rain, little bird. For you. Always for you.”
