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“He died.” I laugh. Only it’s not funny. “The one little bit of hope I had was taken from me. Stillborn, they said. I only got to hold him for a second before they ripped him out of my arms and tossed me back in my cell as if he never existed. I’ve never cried, never shed a tear for anything that happened to me. But him?” I pause, taking a deep breath. “You ever have someone reach into your chest and pull your heart out? It’s a pain so agonizing you beg for someone to put a bullet in your head to make it stop. It’s a pain I pray you guys never have to feel. And I’ll make sure of that. If you were to ever believe anything I say, believe that.” I pause again, thinking of the best way to explain myself. “You want to know why I kill? It’s because vile creatures like those fuckers who played a part in my hell—other monsters who do this kind of shit to other people—don’t deserve to live, especially when my son didn’t get to.”

“Savannah.” Jake takes a step forward, but I raise my hand. I can’t allow him to comfort me, no matter how much my heart and soul beg for it. I just can’t. Not now.

“I want to thank you,” I tell him instead.

“For what?” his voice cracks.

I give him a watery smile. “For saving me.”

“I don’t understand.” His brows furrow.

“My plan was to avenge my son's death, to kill everyone who played a part in our pain. And then I planned to end mine,” I confess. “Now.” I look down at the baby in his arms and back up to him. “I have new reasons to keep going. I’ll see my baby boy one day. But for now, I think I’d like to stay... be with you and watch her grow up.”

Turning around, I leave the room.

I’m too wound up to go back to bed. The bloodlust in me demands I go find someone to take this energy out on. But I know Duchess would be upset if I didn’t play by the rules.

So, instead, I grab a blanket off the couch, wrap it around me, and go outside.

There's a gazebo in the middle of the rose garden, so I go there and curl up in one of the deck chairs. Leaning my head against the column of the gazebo, I watch the stars, wondering which one he is. I’d like to believe he’s the one who shines the brightest. The north star, always guiding me home.

As much as it hurts, as much as this need for revenge consumes me, I know in my heart that's where I am. Home.

Only thing is, will I get to keep these men or will they be taken from me like he was?

I won’t let that happen. I will slaughter anyone who even dares to try.

Chapter 19

Jake

I’m shaking, my eyesblinking rapidly as I stare out the door my Omega just walked through.

Every word she said broke a new piece of my heart. I knew what would happen to her while being kidnapped. Knowing she was abused and sexually assaulted fucking guts me. Any time I think about it, I can’t breathe. I feel like someone is punching me over and over.

But I never considered that what she just confessed was a possibility.

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