“With what?” Casting my glance over to Serena, who is staring at her phone while it boots up, I need him to hurry up.
“Clifford Stanley.”
Narrowing my eyes, something doesn’t feel right. “What about him?”
“He’s dead.”
“What? How?” My blood runs cold as the implications hit me. I was still in the process of getting the case out of cold storage. How the fuck?
“Shanked.”
Closing my eyes, I shake my head. Viktor and another one of hisgifts,no doubt. He is tying me deeper and deeper into the Society, and while not a bad thing, certainly isn’t what I was hoping for. The feeling that this isn’t the end of it plagues me because I’ve figured out his endgame and the fact that it scares me should tell you the severity of what he is planning in the future, possibly sooner than I can predict.
“Dammit, Vik,” I mutter.
“Huh?”
“Nothing. Thanks for the update.”
“Anytime.”
We hang up, and I turn to Serena, needing her comfort, needing her arms around me for just a second so I can feel real and not some pawn in a power play that is way above my pay grade.
“What?” she asks, the dread in her voice palpable this time. She drops her phone and comes to me, wrapping her arms around me as I stand completely still, unable to fully process everything that just happened.
“The man who murdered my family and tried to murder me has been killed in prison.” I blurt this out, knowing it will shock her, but needing the simplified version of events for her.
I’m not wrong.
“Fuck. Wow, that’s…shit, Logan. Why didn’t you tell me any of this before?”
“You don’t need my shit weighing you down.”
“Hey,” she snaps, gripping my chin and being the fierce, badass woman I know she can be. “This is our shit to deal with together. I don’t get the monopoly on bringing shit to the relationship. If you feel up to it, I want to know, but if you’re not ready, I’ll be here when you are.”
Contemplating her words as I stare into her wide, innocent green eyes, which are now tinged with darkness, I fall so deeply in love with her, I’m finding it impossible to breathe. It was there before, a possessive love that made me want to consume her, but that’s not who she is. She is mine, but she isn’tmine. As much as I want to lock her away from the world and keep her all to myself, I know at that moment, she needs to fly, to extend her burgeoning wings to become the woman, the wife that will be a force in my life. Because shit just got real, and with the knowledge I’ve pieced together that Viktor and Francesca are planning to overthrow the Don, I have a nasty feeling, she is going to need all the strength in the world to remain by my side, to grow and learn and find herself.
And as much as I hate that I can’t keep her caged, I’m going to have to let her soar.
Chapter51
Serena
“How does it make you feel? Knowing that he died before he could be held accountable?”
We’ve been sitting in front of the fire, talking about this for a while now. He has opened up about witnessing his family’s murder and nearly joining them. I totally get it now. I get where his darkness comes from. No one can come back from that and be in the light. It’s a wonder and a testament to him that he has stayed out of the complete black. His strength of character is everything.
“He didn’t die. He was murdered,” he points out caustically, but then his face crumples. “I’m sorry, that was cold after everything you’ve been through today.”
Shaking my head, I take his hand and lace our fingers together. “Don’t think about me, right now. This is ‘you’ time.”
“You’re sweet, but you know what? Good fucking riddance. I’m done with this shit.” He drags me onto his lap and adds, “My cock needs to be in your pussy, but first, you forgot something.”
Wiggling and riling him up, I smile. “What’s that then?”
“Call your mom.” He deposits me next to him and stands up, crossing over to my phone, which will be all charged up by now.
Sighing, I take it from him and decide to rip the band-aid off. Dialing, I switch to speaker, wanting Logan to hear everything, mostly so I don’t have to repeat and waste more time. My pussy wants his cock, and this is getting in the way of that.