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MARTA
“What do you mean you can’t find the body?” She hissed over the phone, her grip tight around it.
“I’m sorry, ma’am. We shot her, but she was on the bridge and fell over.” The man replied.
“And tell me, how stupid can you be? Huh? How do you shoot someone and just let her fall into a body of water?”
The man was silent.
Marta fisted her hand in her hair as she paced her room. She was losing her mind. Why couldn’t she get one thing right? Just one?
“You need to find her,” she stopped in front of the window. “I don’t care if you think she’s dead. I need to see her body.”
“We already have people underwater looking for her, ma’am. I’m sure we’ll find her soon.”
“You better. Otherwise, be rest assured you’re not getting your balance.”
She ended the call with a curse.
She already had enough to worry about and couldn’t begin to worry about Penelope’s missing body.
At least the woman was gone for good. But she wouldn’t really be at peace until her body was found.
She was about turning away when a sight caught her attention from the window. She had seen the cars and van drive in and didn’t pay any attention to it. But she was surprised when she saw Jaris carrying someone in his arms.
She strained her eyes and was taken aback when she realized it was Lyric.
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JARIS
I leaned against the wall, my legs crossed with my hands tucked into my pant pockets.
It’s been thirty minutes since we reached the Pack. I had all the doctors available work on her and so far, she looked more
relaxed.
But it still wasn’t enough to get this sick feeling packing from my belly. My heart was still a site for cold rage. My knuckles itched to ram into something. My tongue craved to taste blood.
“You should sit.” Kael’s voice sounded foreign in my ear. It pulled me out of the dark abyss that was my mind, making me more conscious of my surroundings.
“You’ve been standing this way since we brought her in. As you can see, she’s fine.”
I didn’t even glance at him but kept my gaze fixed on the sleeping lady in the middle of the room.
Despite the applications the doctors had done, her face still looked badly bruised. So was her body.
I knew it’d take days for her to completely heal up. She didn’t deserve this.
The truth was, she was very lucky. Caden didn’t have a reason to spare her life. He could’ve easily killed her to spite me, and to be honest, I thought I was going to find her dead in the car.
What if she wasn’t lucky enough and actually ended up dead? What would I have done knowing she died because of me? What would I have done without Lyric Harper in my life?
The question startled me, drawing my brows in surprise.
I heard running footsteps behind me. I recognized them before my little sister showed up at the door. Her eyes widened as soon as they saw Lyric.
“By the gods! Lyric!” She ran forward, not sparing me, Kael or Nerion a glance.
She ran to the bed, grabbing Lyric’s hand.
“Lyric? Lyric!”
“Please, be careful, Princess,” one of the doctors said.
I also wanted to snap at her for being careless with someone who was that injured.
“I’m sorry!” She squealed, dropping the hand immediately W be fine Why isn’t she awake?”
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“We gave her something to put her to sleep. She needs it atthis mome
Maddy nodded, then her eyes shifted to me. They were glossy. How long had she known Lyric that she was being this
emotional?
“What happened to her? Where were you when this happened, huh?!” She yelled.
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I cocked my brow. What was wrong with her brain?
“I knew this was a mistake. What was she thinking being mated to someone like you?”
“Why don’t you take your undeveloped brain elsewhere? She doesn’t need the noise.” I was trying so hard to keep my cool.
She didn’t even seem affected by my snide comment but kept mumbling to herself.
Lyric didn’t need this nuisance right now.
I gestured at Kael. “Get her out of here.”
But Nerion went instead. Maddy threw him a death glare before he even got to where she was.
“Don’t you dare touch me. Don’t you-” Her words were cut off when Nerion grabbed her hand and pulled her away.
She fought and struggled against him, but in the end, her strength was useless against someone like Nerion.
When they were out the door, I could still hear them.
“What makes you think you can touch me, you sick bastard!” I heard her hit him on the chest. “This better be the last time you lay your filthy hands on me.”
“It will. As long as you put yourself in order.”
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