Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Eight
He looked up then, eyes burning, and stripped of illusion.
"But if she tries anything again… anything worth killing over, no one would survive either." A pause. Then, colder. "I'll end it.
"Markus didn't move. He didn't flinch and knew he would've done the same thing.
Ahmet dragged a hand down his face, breathing through his nose now, forcing the beast back where it belonged. "Not today," he muttered. "Not tomorrow. I don't even want to look at her. I don't want her voice in my head again. I don't even want to be reminded of her scent."
He looked up then, his eyes burning red, and stripped of illusion.
"But if she tries anything again… anything worth killing her, no one would survive either." A pause. Then, colder. "I'll end her."
Silence settled between them, thick and final.
"She crossed the line," Ahmet said. "Pulled the trigger. That's it."
He leaned back, staring at the ceiling like it had answers.
