Page 277 of Cruelly Bitten
Kill him,Cam answered flatly.It’s the onlycurefor his madness.
While I agreed, I could also sense Cam’s hesitation. This was his brother. A being he’d spent thousands of years with. Hisblood.
It’s what I have to do,Cam added, a hint of finality in his tone.
I swallowed, his thoughts confirming how he’d come to this conclusion.
This wasn’t about saving humanity or avenging the lycans. This was about doing what he needed to do to protect me. To protectus.
I’m not altruistic, Ismerelda,he murmured.So don’t think of me as a hero, because I’m not one. But I am going to do what I need to do to ensure Cane never touches you again.
There was no hesitation in his decision, his mind made up.
Now go with Lily. Hide. I’ll hunt you later, lioness.
Those final words sent another shiver down my spine but for entirely different reasons.That sounds like both a threat and a prom?—
A crash cut off my mental reply, the ground shaking beneath me.
Lily’s nails dug into my wrist as she tried to pull me toward the wall. I started moving willingly, my pulse thudding harshly in my ears.
Our coverage from the couch ended about three feet away from the wall she’d gestured to, but that didn’t stop her from darting forward toward some sort of grate. Her fingers pried it open while I looked right, my lips parting at the sight of wolves pouring into the room.
Cam…
Go!he shouted as he punched a lycan in the snout.
Shit!I scrambled after Lily, heading toward the floor duct she’d just crawled into.This is insane. I can’t believe I’m doing this. Holy crap, what the fuck is even happening?
Vibrations rocked the cold surface beneath my palms and knees as I joined Lily inside, the world echoing off the metallic walls.
Animalistic sounds.
Vampires hissing.
Grunts.
Curses.
More growls.
It was all mingling together in a reverberating wave of violence that left my stomach churning.
“This way,” Lily said, the confidence in her tone startling me.
“You know where we’re going?” I asked as I followed her.
“Sort of. I studied the grid well enough to get us to where we need to go,” she replied. “Just keep moving. And don’t… don’t panic.”
That last part seemed to be more for herself than for me.
But I accepted her advice anyway because I was absolutely about to panic.
Cam’s fury didn’t help, his anger hot and fierce via our bond. From what his mind told me, the attacking lycans were from the labs, all of them recognizing him as an assailant, not an ally.
Because of Cane.
He’d groomed Cam to be the face of the organization, the one who showed up in the labs most recently to oversee their experiments.
