Page 104 of Soulless Deeds

Did this motherfucker just tell me to run?Now, I waslivid.

Echo had broken his promise, ditched me for her. And look where we turned up anyway. He left me on my own, so I’d finish thisalone.

I tore away from his touch and shoved all my hurt, all my reservations to the very depths of fucking hell itself until I couldn’t feel anything at all.

I straightened with new resolve, and I could sense Echo’s desperate pleas, calling my name. If only I could hear him over the bloodlust roaring in my ears.

Camilla’s winning smirk vanished as she saw pure fortitude settle over my face.

“All must bow before death,” I vowed before launching myself forward.

As soon as she saw my hardened expression, Camilla scurried away, taking advantage of the obscuring smoke.

I didn’t mind, happy to play with my food before I inevitably carved it up.

The idea alone made me crouch in silence, pulling a leash on my usually reactive nature as I tallied the potential hazards.

The gun was her only advantage, but her sight was as limited as mine. I stalked her through the white plumes, sensing her movement, the minute shifts of her body. Which wasn’t that difficult, with the poisoned jabs she couldn’t help but throw my way.

“He has the most perfect cock, doesn’t he? Usually, when guys are that big, they get lazy, but Noah? Phew. He knows how to use that magnificent dick.”

I remained quiet, tracking, hunting. Though, on the inside I was a raging inferno. I knew he was a damn slut before we got together, and I experienced firsthand how the very contours of his cock were made for pleasure. But I was going to rip out her fucking tongue for the sacrilege of speaking on what was entirely mine.

“He was obsessed with me, you know,” she provoked. “Still is, from the way he’s acting.”

Camilla was near. I could almost feel the heat of her skin. Then, she solidified her fate by running her mouth further and setting me off.

“Hmm. I’ll take him again, I think. Just to have the feel of him inside me once more. That’s if he lives through this, of course?—”

I attacked.

Rage, jealousy and bitter vengeance ran through me so fast that I hit, parried and kicked in quick succession. She was on the ground before she could even release another word.

With her back hitting the ground, I pressed onward. Straddling her chest, my fingers cupped her cheeks in an unrelenting clasp. Camilla fought with all her might, writhing beneath me, punching whatever parts of my form she could reach. A deranged laugh escaped my lips and didn’t seem to stop. The more she struggled, the more my insides sparked brighter with glee.

Ignoring the fists she pummelled into my side, I shifted my hand placement and let my thumbs slip into the sockets of her eyes. Her screams carried to the entire arena when I applied pressure. Her nails tore at my wrists, desperate to dislodge my hold from which I doubled down and grunted with increased effort.

“I’m going to takeeverythingfrom you,” I panted between gritted teeth, pushing harder. “All your senses, one by one. Let’s begin with your sight.”

I tensed my arms and shifted higher to plunge all the way through those squishy cavities, when an innate tug pulled on my energy, my very life force.

The sensation was strange, altogether bizarre. A sense of warning climbed up my spine to shiver down my limbs, connecting to the vital points where my skin touched hers.

Camilla was utilising her last resource—siphoning my Variant. She was tapping into my system at an alarming rate, and trembles wrecked my form from the internal struggle of keeping what was mine.

A repeat alarm blasted through my brain.Get away. Get away.

Only dregs remained as my ability continued to drip away. My green eyes lasered in on my victim, and she looked back with one blown pupil and tears of red. Yet, it was the triumph in their depths that made me hesitate.

Somewhere between our silent exchange, she had relocated my hands by pulling on my forearms, which she seized in a tight hold.

Camilla looked drugged out, stuck in a euphoric daze. And that’s when realisation clicked into place.She is high on Amp. Giving her the leverage to overpower my ability with her own and take everything from me.

I snapped back with speed, vaulting up and away from her leeching touch. But with my predictable move came her impulsive one. As soon as she was free of my weight, a gun quivered between her palms, the barrel aimed at my chest. Then, she pulled the trigger.

ECHO

It was an out-of-body experience, looking down on the arena from above as if I were a phantom, untethered to the material world.

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