Page 82 of Savoring Her Snake

“Motherfucker,” Adam yells. As I watch Ellis slide to the floor, I grasp my cane, step back, and slide it through the air, the tip severing his head.

“It wasn’t you,” I state, tilting my head.

“You killed our friends. We were trying to find you, not your mate,” Steve says.

“We didn’t even know you had a mate,” Adam grits out. I nod and face them.

“You thought you could kill me,” I growl.

“We could if you didn’t have them with you,” Adam says, and I laugh shortly.

“I don’t need them.” I look at the Hunter and Bane. “Step back.”

“Boss,” Bane scowls.

“Do it,” I hiss. When they move back, I look at the vampires. “Stay out of it.”

“Sure,” Bash says, leaning against the door. Ryker shrugs and joins him.

“Try.” I cup my hand.

“What?” Adam raises his hand, the knife held tightly, but he’s not holding it right. There is a right and wrong way to hold a weapon. He knows nothing.

“Try to kill me. They won’t interfere.” I stand casually.

“Sure.” Steve narrows his eyes.

“Promise.” I wait. They both move at the same time. At the last second, I lift my cane, impaling Adam. His eyes are wide as my weapon enters his stomach. Steve stops too late behind him, and I plunge my hand into his chest. “You fucked with the wrong person. I value family. Rylee didn’t know it then, but she was my sister.” My eyes flash, and I lock on Steve’s dying ones. “Did you threaten my mate?”

“N-no…” Blood drips from his mouth.

“You, same question.”

“We didn’t,” Steve gurgles.

My jaw ticks, and I jerk my hand down. Adam is cut in two. As he drops, I push my hand through Steve and pull back, ripping his heart out.

“Holy fuck,” Ryker whistles through his teeth.

“Impressive,” Bash says.

“Open the door. The dragons are here.” I wipe my cane on the comforter. Bane hands me a towel, and I clean my hand.

“We can take care of the bodies,” Kingston offers.

“They didn’t send the messages,” Saphira frowns.

“No,” I say grimly.

“Shit,” she says.

“Let's go,” I hiss. Leaving the dragons in the room, I speed across the street.

“We’ll get there before you,” Ryker says.

“Not the way I’m going to drive.” I start the car before Hunter and Bane get in.

“Heath,” Hunter whispers.

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