34 With the speed of lighting, Ghost was up and had rounded the table, slamming Sergio's head on the table and keeping it down firmly with his hand, squashing it against the rough surface of the table. "If I say tread carefully, you should know it's about to get fucking dirty, asshole!" Ghost rasped, taking out a dagger and impaling it right into Sergio's thigh. He let out a thunderous yell, struggling with all his strength to break free from Ghost. But he could only try. He was no match for Ghost's steel-like hold, especially when he was in such a monstrous mood. "The only reason this dagger isn't cutting off your fucking cock is because you didn't fuck her. I made sure to ask before coming down here." "What the fuck is your problem, man?! She's just a slut!" Sergio cried out, still squirming. His leg was oozing blood. "Now, that's where you're wrong," Ghost breathed out rashly, grabbing a handful of Sergio's hair. "She's not a slut. Not 'your' slut. She's mine." "Yours? What t
35."I don't get it, man. Why did I have to come with you?" Scar asked as he stepped out of the car, slamming the door shut. "Because I need you. Ciara is a fucking, unstable werewolf and a pain in the arse. I need your help to keep her down and keep myself sane. Or she just might drive me nuts." Ghost retorted as he locked the car with his key.He slipped his hands into his pockets, taking coordinated steps on the path that led into the building. They got to the elevator and he pressed the button."I still don't get it." Scar shook his head, after a while of thinking. "What exactly will I be doing? I mean, if you're gonna be fucking her…" He paused, grinning sheepishly.Ghost frowned at the smirk on his face. "What?""I think I finally do get it." Scar chuckled, wiggling his eyebrows. "Get what?""You wanna do a threesome? Want me to join in your hot fuck session that might go down tonight?""Have you lost your goddamn mind?" Ghost seethed, clenching his fist."Dude, it was a joke.
36. Scar scoffed in disbelief, moving closer to Ghost. Surely, he must be kidding when he said those words."Dude, you can't push her that way. What if she does it?""Go wait outside, Scar." Ghost ordered, refusing to look at him. He needed some bit of privacy to handle her."You sure?" Scar was hesitant, and he glanced at Ciara who had the knife still aimed at her wrist. There was no telling if she was really gonna do it or not. But Ghost was certainly not handling the situation rightly either. They both seemed to have lost the better part of their senses and leaving them alone would be detrimental. Still, he could never defy Ghost's orders. No matter how unreasonable they were."Take it easy, man. Please." It was all Scar could say before leaving the apartment. "So what's it gonna be?" Ghost cleared his throat, strutting further into the room. He was keeping his distance from her, but he was alert. Just in case she tries to jump out the window or do one of her crazy, wolfy shit.
37The first few stirs from her sleep and Ciara was feeling the heavy rays from the sun beating on her face. With a tug, she pulled the duvet up to her chest. Her hair was tousled on her face, and she sleepily ran her fingers through them. Sitting up, she took a glance around the bedroom. Having a few seconds of relapse, she wondered where she was. But then she recalled and let out a mournful sigh.Dread rushed through her nerves as she checked her side. To her relief, he wasn't next to her. And she didn't feel like he had done anything to her last night. It was both relieving and unnerving. He'd boldly admitted that he was gonna make her his plaything. Didn't he mean sex, or was there another hidden meaning to it?The noisy water-flushing sound from the bathroom almost got her jumping off the bed. Just then, she sniffed up the intense scent of his cologne and almost went into a panic.He stepped out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, and another raking through h
38"Not without my permission?" Ciara repeated. It sounded too good to be true. His boss did rape her and he seemed like he would too when he took the knife from her and viciously stated his intentions to her face.She had expected the worst from him last night. Till this moment, she still couldn't believe that he didn't touch her. "Yeah." Ghost nodded. His lips stretched into an almost smile. "Sounds unbelievable, right?""Yeah. You said you were gonna make me your plaything. You made that clear —""Yeah, I did. But I need your consent for that." He said.Ciara arched her brow. He chuckled briskly, brushing his fingers over her neck. She sucked in a harsh breath at his touch. "Let me rephrase that…you need to beg me to fuck you, for me to do it.""What?" It was funny and ridiculous. She never begged anyone in her life to fuck her. Except Ryder. Why the hell did he think she would? "I'll never do that…""Yes, you will. I'll make sure of that. And it's only at that point that I can t
39Standing on the driveway, Ryder watched the black car pull into the sparse compound of the Packhouse. Dressed in a loose shirt, shorts, and black sneakers, with dark shades over his eyes, he was almost in sync with the other warlords standing next to him. They were dressed just like him but in different colors. The car stopped and they waited patiently for whoever was inside to step out. And he did. Only then did Ryder let go of his taut look and broke into a full-blown smirk. Giveon alighted the car, with a duffel bag in his hand. With a grin, he approached them, hugging Ryder. The other warlords, Fred and Jay, patted his back and they were all in random chortles."Good to have you back, man." Ryder was grinning from ear to ear. He had been so worried. Seeing Giveon had just given him a bit of chill."It's good to be home." Giveon broke off the hug, smiling at the warlords. Jay took his bag away from him, offering to carry it."How did it go?" Fred asked, impatiently. "Did you
40The deafening silence was interrupted by footstrides. Hara and Tiffany had just excitedly joined them on the patio but immediately recognized the cold silence."Giveon. Good to have you back." Hara smiled, giving him a warm pat. Then she stepped over to Ryder and her brows arched. "What's wrong?""Nothing—" He was gonna lie about it, but at the same time, he didn't have enough balls to. With how crazy it sounded, he needed as many calm heads as possible to make sense of it. "Tell me, Ryder. What's wrong?" Hara hugged him, hoping to melt away his resolve. She did. Seconds later, he was clearing his throat. "Giveon has some news for us. Uh—" He looked over to the guys, hoping one of them would bail him out and say the words instead. But they didn't seem like they wanted to. So he continued. "Okay. Uh — he met Jason and Ciara. And, uh — Jason could hear Ciara's thoughts." "What?" Hara was shaken. Just like the others. "What does that mean?""There's just one explanation for that, i
41"Guns, daggers, bullets. Would you be needing anything more?" Don Carianno asked, glancing up at one of his men."No, boss. We're good." The man replied with a bow. "Alright then. Get the others ready. You'll be leaving in ten minutes." Don Carianno waved them off and they left, each man holding a gun.With the room almost empty, Don Carianno puffed on his vape, articulately going over the night's mission tactics with Ghost. He rambled on and only paused when he realized Ghost hadn't said a word since the 'supposed' conversation started."Son?"Ghost was silent. More so, because he didn't hear him. Lost in thought with his legs on a chair next to him, and his head thrown back, he could barely notice whatever was going on around him."Son. Hey!" Don Carianno patted his shoulder, bringing him back to reality. "Fuck. Where the hell have your mind been?""I'm sorry." A bit distorted, Ghost took down his legs, adjusting on his chair. He sighed, rubbing his face. "I'm sorry, uh, what w