Page 54 of Marked for Extinction
ChapterNineteen
Vik
I was goingto kill him. Where the fuck was Eric, our topside medic? He dared to show his face back up after everything that had happened, after the way our family broke apart.
My fist landed on his face and he laughed, grabbing my neck and flipping me onto my side. We grappled on the ground, landing knees into ribs and knocking air out of our lungs as we both clawed and tried to gain dominance.
Multiple hands grabbed us and pulled us apart as I landed one last kick to Leonard’s smirking face, spraying blood onto the person next to him. Voices came at us left and right, trying to distract me. But I refused to take my eyes off the asshole.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” someone shouted.
“Vik, get a hold of yourself!”
“What the fuck is going on?”
“Vik, please,” Inés whispered and I jerked my head back to look for her. Shit, I left her alone. Alone with these maniacs who brought in a wolf into our den. When I finally caught sight of her, she was rubbing her face and it made me burn. Who hit her? Who the fuck touched her?
I shoved my way through the crowd and cradled her face, tilting it up. A light bruise was forming on her beautiful skin, right beneath her cheek.
“You fucker—” I roared but was cut off with her hand on mine.
“Vik, please. Stop. Please.”
I saw red. Everyone around me was destined to die for touching her. I promised to protect her and this shit happens?
“Vik, get a hold of yourself, man. You’re the fucker that hit her!” Carson gritted out.
What? How was that possible? I wasn’t—
“Vik, come back to me,” she whispered and I locked my jaw, gritting my teeth behind my mask.
Fury vibrated through me as I tried to contain my emotion. It didn’t help that my brother glared at me with nefarious intent while plastering a smile on his face. I watched as he wiped the blood off his nose with the back of his hand.
I must have lost grip on my machete when we began using fists. It also seemed my bag had detached somewhere. I didn’t like how vulnerable that made me feel. Quickly scrambling, I grabbed the bag of heads and one of the guys had my machete in his grip.
“Well, now that things are settled and we see that it's you,Vik, what seems to be the problem hmm? I was told someone needed a medical check up. Lucky for you, it seems the good doctor isin,” he taunted.
I slowly turned to look over my shoulder, seeing red again. In fact, I was envisioning his head joining the ones in my bag.
“Vik, you need to get checked out, in case your wounds get infected,” Inés whispered behind me, grabbing my hand.
“He’s not touching me!”
She pulled me until her body was flush with mine, trying to calm my rage. And it did. For a little bit. But my brother wasn’t one to be trusted. His meticulous and calculated mind was a danger to everyone here.
Never had I seen a better doctor. And never had I seen one be able to use those exact skills to kill someone.
The family thought that finding a wife would calm his psychotic and obsessive tendencies but all it did was make him take her with him as they both left the last settlement we shared together.
Since then I haven’t heard or seen from him. I assumed they both died. The same way he probably assumed about me.
“You need your wounds seen to,” Inés hissed, her own irritation ramping up from this interaction. I was sure she felt it too. The darkness that lingered around Leonard.
“Not by him,” I said with finality.
“Ugh! Fine! Would you just stop it already? Get out of my way, everyone!” Inés growled as she pulled my arm and dragged me behind her, parting the crowd.
“Inés, where are you going?” one of the younger men called out, the one that greeted us with a rifle. I didn’t like him. Didn’t like the way he looked at her.
