Page 40 of Craving Her Vampire

“I don’t know,” he repeats softly.

“Fuck.” I lean back, hitting Micah’s chest. I want more answers, but I honestly don’t think he knows anything else.

“Do you want to say anything else?” Micah asks.

“I’m sorry, Daisy. I wish it would have been different.” Miles drops his head, resigned to his fate.

“I do, too.” I look up at Micah. “Quickly.” He nods and reaches out, snapping Miles neck with enough force it severs from his body.

“No.” Henry thrashes. “No, no, no,” he chants, his eyes locked on Miles. “I told Turner to get rid of you sooner,” he says ruthlessly. “I begged him to let me kill you.” Micah blurs and his hand is quickly around Henry’s neck.

“Love, tell me I can kill him. Once I delve into his mind, he won’t last.”

“I thought he was too strong.” I watch as Micah’s teeth drop.

“I wasn’t as motivated. You wanted him alive at the time,” he reminds me.

“Do it.” It’s fascinating to see him in this state. The night we met, I was overwhelmed by meeting him, and I didn’t pay attention to what he did to the others.

“Please,” Henry begs as Micah locks eyes with him.

“I bet my mate begged you to stop the torture many times,” Micah rasps. “Let’s see if you know anything.” Sally walks further away and closer to Heath, leaning against the wall. I’m startled when Saphira steps close to me, her shoulder touching mine.

Henry stills, his eyes glazing. “No.”

“Let me in,” Micah demands. I focus on my mate’s face, and his concentration is fierce. “He is strong but he can’t compare to my power.” Silence descends, and we wait. “He doesn’t regret anything. He’s killed many, tortured many, and did desire your death for years. He didn’t understand why Turner wanted you alive.” Watching Micah, I find myself even more attracted to him. Right or wrong, I am drawn in by his power. “He doesn’t know where Liam was taken.” My shoulders droop. Henry’s eyes start to bleed, and I feel no sympathy. “He’s tried numerous times to get more information from Turner, but he wasn’t as trusted as he thought.”

“Damn,” I whisper. I hoped we would get something useful.

“He tried to get into your room,” Micah snarls. “Turner stopped him. He wanted to kill you. He was pissed Turner seem to care for you.”

“Why would Turner care?” I ask, confused and sick.

“He doesn’t know.”

I cross my arms. “The only way we will get any answers is to find Turner.”

“I can try,” Heath offers.

“Doubting me, Heath?” Micah asks.

“Maybe a little,” Heath smiles.

“You have forgotten what I am capable of,” Micah mumbles and tilts his head. Henry screams, and blood drips from his mouth. Saphira and I share a wide-eyed look. We turn, glancing at Sally, thinking she will have a similar expression, but she looks bored. “There is a man Turner speaks to on the phone; his name is Carter.” Henry’s mouth is open, but no sound comes out. “He’s done.” Micah removes his hand and Henry’s head drops. “Do you know the name?”

“No. I’ve never heard it before.” I frown. All of this, and we only got a name. “I assumed Turner would tell them more.”

“He didn’t trust anyone.” Micah shrugs.

“Have you talked to Quinn about this?” Heath asks.

“No.” Micah walks to the sink. “I didn’t explain after Bash asked him to take care of the bodies.” He picks up the soap, washing his hands thoroughly.

“Who is Quinn?” I ask.

“He’s a bear shifter.” Micah quickly dries his hands and turns to me. “He owns an investigation agency.”

“We have worked with him before,” Heath says, earning a sharp look from Micah.

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