Chapter 30

Chapter Thirty

Vox

She settles in beside me and I can’t stop myself from leaning into her and wrapping my arm around her to draw her in closer as I hand her the letters from my back pocket. She looks fucking perfect wearing nothing but my shirt, and knowing my cum is still inside has the beast inside me smashing his fists against his chest in triumph. Tonight, I hadn’t planned to fuck her I just wanted her to admit it wasn’t the mask she liked. I wanted her to admit that deep down she knew it was me the whole time. But then, I heard the shower and that plan flew out the window until I started fucking her and forced her to combine the versions of me she saw. When she finally let go it was amazing.

“He ripped the seals off so Ezekiel wouldn’t know,” she says quietly, pulling me out of my thoughts.

“We thought the same thing,” I admit as I rub her thigh, loving the feeling of her skin.

“Why would he want to hide that from Ezekiel though?” she wonders aloud.

“Fuck knows,” I mutter as she pulls the first letter and begins to read it aloud

Valerian,

You thought you won by killing my brother and his best friend.

Looks like you were wrong, your throne isn’t safe.

She lives and I’ll make sure she takes her rightful place.

Your reign is coming to an end.

Nova looks at me with a weird look on her face. “What?” I ask.

“Is he talking about me?”

A whoosh of air escapes me. “We think he is.”

“This town is so fucked,” she mutters.

“Watch it,” I warn. “I live in this town.”

She snorts. “Exactly. Ever since I got here, you’ve had it out for me and so have your friends. My stepfather and brother want to kill me, and I have a long lost relative that is stalking me. I had a group of masked guys chasing me and I wound up fucking one of them—how is any of that normal?” I raise my brows and shoot her a look.

“You never asked that question when you thought you were seeing someone and kissing me.” Her eyes darken.

“You’re a real dick, you know that, right?” I can’t help the laughter that breaks free. She elbows me in the ribs as she pulls the next letter out.

Valerian,

You thought you were close.

Did it burn you up inside when your contract with the law firm was denied?

What about having your two companies shut down by the IRS?

That was just the beginning. Confess to your crimes and it will all stop.

“He’s doing what the Filthy Few are. He’s trying to take down Thomas,” she says aloud as she goes for the next letter.

Valerian,

I know you have her.

Hurt a single fucking hair on her head and I’ll slit your son’s throat.

Release her and my niece and no harm will befall your heir.

I’ll burn that fucking place down to free Kelly if I have to.

Keep playing and I’ll kill you all.

She snaps her gaze to me, her eyes are wide with fright. “He knew about my mom. He was watching them the whole time they were out of town. He knows where she is, Vox!”

“We don’t know that?—”

“I know he does,” she says, cutting me off as she reaches for the last letter—this one is going to be hard for her to read.

Valerian,

This is the last warning.

I have her, release my niece and we’ll end this.

Keep holding her hostage and you’ll force my hand.

You have two weeks before I expose the Saints and come for what is mine.

She will never marry your bastard, her blood is too pure for that mutt.

Fall back or you’ll be burned.

The letter drops from her hold, she sits beside me stiff and unmoving. I grab her and lift her so she is straddling my lap. I run my hands up and down her bare legs waiting for her to process everything she has just read. When I read that letter I knew who the she was he was referring to and so does Nova.

“Why would he give those to you?” she whispers.

“He has no idea we know about your mom, he thinks we don’t know anything. Whatever this guy is doing is making Thomas careless and he isn’t thinking clearly. He’s making mistakes and the Saints are starting to notice it.”

“Why can’t you just go to the police or the FBI?”

“Half of the cops are with the Saints and the director of the FBI has been a long time member himself. You need to understand that the Haven Saints reach is further than what you can comprehend. Speaking a word about them or trying to expose them means certain death.”

“Death?” The horror in her tone is clear.

“Yeah.”

“Why the fuck are you, Ezekiel, Hayze and Archer doing this then?” I debate telling her the truth. “Don’t lie to me, I have a right to know.” She reaches out and rests her forearms on my shoulders. I narrow my eyes in warning.

“If you plan to try and fuck the answer out of me, then you better be prepared to be fucking all night, witch.”

She rolls her eyes. “Who said I was planning on using sex as a way to get the answer you want to tell me anyway?”

“Good try,” I say as I grip her waist and press forward so we are chest to chest. “The fact your pussy is wet for me gave it away.” Her jaw unhinges.

“How the hell could you possibly know that?”

I smirk. “It was a guess until you confirmed it.”

“Vox, that—” I cut her off by sealing my lips to hers. I can see she was getting lost in her own head about what those letters said. All that knowledge would do is drive her mad, so I decided to distract her the only way I know how, with my cock. Nova doesn’t complain or even resist when I strip her and slam inside her tight, wet cunt. All thoughts and reservations about condoms and her mother vanish from her mind as she loses herself in me. I hate to admit it, but as I spend the night fucking her like a savage, everything else in my life seems to become nothing but white noise.