Page 2 of Savage Monster

“Where was his last hit?” I asked, leaning back and crossing my arms over my chest.

“A mile from Hornet State Park,” Pops informed us.

I clenched my jaw, anger burning in my chest. I rolled my neck around, and my shoulders stiffened. Every part of me wanted to go to that fucking park, drag Korain back here, and chain him to my bed, where he would be safe from this fucking serial killer. Granted, I guessed I was one, too, though I didn’t have a pattern. I just killed when given the order and lived my life otherwise. He would be safe here, even with Vargas’s unhinged ass living under the same roof.

“Do not go off half-cocked,” Dad warned, pinning me with a hard stare. “Keep a level head. Understand?”

I gritted my teeth.

“Understood,” I growled.

I sipped at my energy drink, watching Korain sleep. He had no idea I had little cameras everywhere in his house. I wanted eyes on him at all times when he was at his most vulnerable. Rolling my shoulders, I leaned over, opening the drawer beside me to snatch out a chocolate candy bar. My stomach was growling, but I was too lazy to go downstairs and make myself a sandwich or something. And I couldn’t just throw leftovers into the microwave considering Wraith had eaten all the damn food.

He was such a pig.

Movement on one of the outside cameras caught my eye, and I abruptly sat up, enlarging that screen. Gritting my teeth, I shoved back from my desk and snatched up my phone, dialing Korain’s number—that I’d stolen—while trying to find my fucking car keys.

He didn’t answer.Goddammit! I called again. And again. And again.

And by the time I parked my car outside out of the park’s gates, he still hadn’t answered his fucking phone.

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Korain

I jerked awake,my eyes snapping open. A shriek I wouldneveradmit to ripped from my throat when my eyes instantly landed on the chair across from my bed—a chair that was supposed to beempty. Yet, sitting right there was a fuckingstranger. In my chair. In my bedroom. In my fucking cabin. In a state park that wasclosed to the goddamn public.

I snatched my gun off the nightstand, pointing it at him. The man just smirked—only a tiny movement of his lips. He was the perfect picture of calm. Steady. Completely unaffected. Meanwhile, my heart jackhammered against my ribcage, and breathing was becoming a fucking issue.

“Who the fuck are you?” I demanded, gritting my teeth, thankful the gun didn’t shake in my hand.

“Onyx,” he said simply.

I scoffed. I highly doubted that was his real name. He cocked his head to the side the slightest bit—a move that unnerved me and made my stomach curl. It was… predatory.

“Can you put the gun away? I’m not here to hurt you. If I was…” He shrugged. “Trust me, you’d already be dead.”

I swallowed thickly. His voice wasn’t threatening, but his words sent a chill of trepidation down my spine.

“Why the fuck are you in my house?” I demanded.

He lifted one leg, resting the ankle on his knee before he steepled his fingers together over his flat stomach, his elbows resting on the arms of his chair. Daylight was just beginning to break up the darkness, and it cast an almost eerie look over his too-handsome face, gleaming across his dark brown curls and lighting up his blue eyes.

Why the fuck was I thinking about his looks? Jesus, I needed to get my head on straight.

“Stop cursing at me,” he stated calmly.

I blinked at him. Was he seriously giving fucking orders inmyhouse? I scowled at him.

He sighed. “Someone was snooping around your house last night, and you wouldn’t answer the phone.”

I scoffed.

“You meanyou?” I harshly demanded.

He rolled his eyes. “Look at your phone, Korain.”

I shivered at the way my name rolled off his tongue. My name shouldn’t have sounded so fucking sexy when he said it, but itdid. In fact, it sounded downrighterotic.

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