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I close my eyes and succumb to the darkness.

Chapter nineteen

Kelly

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“So you want to leave?” Typhor sits back, crossing his fingers over his stomach. “You think it will be that easy?”

I shrug, not at all impressed with him. “It is that easy.”

“Well, yes, and no. For me, it is.” He starts laughing and sits forward, pouring himself a drink. After he does that, he reaches into his desk and pulls out a folder and flings it at me.

I hate him. He’s lazy and vile, and the last few months have only increased my ire.

I take it and flip it open, my stomach dropping wildly.

“Her name is Aspyn Montauk. The little freak’s sister and father died in a flood where she was also injured. Her mother, Kathryn, a fine fuck by the way, is her carer. She’s seventeen years old and not legal yet, and I know you want her.”

It’s the only thing he’s right about. I do want her. I want to protect her. From him.

“I’m warning you, Uncle, you don’t want to do this.”

“I’m warning you!” Typhor snarls and slaps his hand down on the desk. “I’ve paid them and hidden them. This is my insurance.”

I stare at him, unable to move a muscle. He’s got my omega.

“I want you gone, Kelly Raines. I want you to leave. Not one word to your dad, your mother. Not to Sol or Wayne, your cousins, your pain in the ass brother, or that bitch you call a sister. No one knows anything. You disappear or I will make sure she disappears forever.”

I stare at him, feeling my whole world turn sideways.

“You can’t do this.”

“I can, and it’s your choice. You lose everything, and your omega stays alive, safe in my benevolent care, or you stay here, continue to undermine my business, and I cut the bitch’s throat and dump her in a gutter where she belongs.”

My entire life is disintegrating.

“What is it going to be?” Typhor thunders.

There’s one choice. Of course, there’s only one choice.

“I’ll go.”

Irushthroughthecrowd, pushing my way through and grabbing the woman by the upper arm.

“Kathryn?”

She blinks up at me, recognizing me instantly. Fear fills her eyes.

“Get away from me!”

I drag her away from people, looking around for anyone watching us.

“Listen, I don’t have time. I’ve only got thirty minutes left to get on a flight. You need to disappear.”

“I am.”

I shake my head and pull out one of the envelopes in my bag. I’ve only got two, but I’ll survive. I’ll find a way. She needs it more than I do. I press it into her hands.

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