I mounted the small wireless camera in a tree on the side of their yard that had a view of the front door and logged into it via my phone. I walked back towards the dock and then followed the scents of baked goods until I reached the diner.I took a table in the back and ordered coffee as I watched the feed on my phone. Two cups of coffee later I watched as Chester kissed his wife goodbye and climbed in his car. She was still in pajamas and I hoped that she didn’t stay in the house all day.I ordered breakfast and twenty minutes later his wife, Leila, closed the front door behind her and walked towards the garage. It opened and her car reversed out as she drove down the street. I had placed two tracking devices on the cars in the garage and I could see that Chester was headed to the Council Building in the city.Leila’s car stopped in front of the spa and I quickly paid my bill and walked back over to their house. The streets were quiet and I slipped back into the foliage that run the

I wanted to go after Chester immediately but I also wanted to kill the other men involved. They all covered it up and they carried just as much blame as Chester did, I didn’t care what he had on them, what he was blackmailing them with, they sanctioned my father’s murder.“What’s wrong?” Sierra asked as she turned towards me. It was dark in our room and I couldn’t sleep. I had been lying awake for hours now.“It’s nothing, work’s just been crazy,” I said to her.“I hope the crazy will stop before Sunday, you need a break and I plan on making you take that break right after our ceremony,” she said and snuggled closer to me.“A break huh, where are you planning on taking me?” I asked her.“Well I wanted to keep to tradition and I spoke to Connor and he suggested St. Barts,” she said and I laughed.“St. Barts landed my father in jail,” I said.“Really? What happened in St. Barts?” she asked me.“My mom got pregnant with me in St. Barts and Damon marked her without her knowledge, she was

I took a knife from the block in the kitchen and walked slowly upstairs and stopped at the first guest room. Kevin and Phil were sharing the double bed with a pillow placed between them. Phil was snoring and they were both lying on their backs.I walked right up to Kevin, one floorboard creaking but they didn’t even move in their sleep. I watched him for a few minutes as he lay there peacefully, not knowing that they willingly came with me to their deaths.I slit his throat quietly and had my over his mouth and nose to minimize the noises he’d make as he struggled for air. He never even opened his eyes, the cut had severed the arteries and not just nicked them.I removed my hand when I heard his heart stop and I stuck the knife deep into his chest, leaving it there. Kane was already on the bed when I closed the door behind me and took a shower to wash the blood off. Some of it had sprayed onto my face and my hand was covered as well.I slept peacefully that night and I was awake but s

I woke up on the floor of my bedroom, alone. It was dark and quiet and I groaned as I rolled onto my back. Sierra’s scent was fading and the choking feeling of pain gripped me again. She had left me, she had really left me. How had I missed our wedding?She would never forgive me or take me back now, all this for my revenge. It could’ve waited, I could’ve killed them later, after the wedding but like every other time in my life, that bloodlust took over and I just had to kill them.“Kane,” I murmured.“I’m here,” he said sounding dejected.“She left,” I said.We could both feel her pain, it would continue until I accepted her rejection. She was heartbroken and it was killing me slowly. Chester’s words were also still with me, Samantha’s abortion, locked in a cage for three years. She had wanted to tell me everything.I had killed her out of rage when she was forced to betray me. I didn’t want to believe him but I did. She had betrayed me but not that first time, only after being subje

I kept my eyes closed for a few more seconds as my mind cleared from the fog of sleep and I swung my legs over the edge of the bed as I rubbed my face with my hands. The air was chilly but it didn’t bother me. I looked at the clock and saw that it was almost five am.I got dressed in sweatpants and a hoodie and made my way downstairs to the kitchen. I made coffee for myself and swallowed the aftertaste of scotch away. There was a dull headache thumping at the back of my head and I wondered how much I drank last night.Kane didn’t stir from his spot as I finished my coffee and slapped him on his ribs. He growled at me but said nothing, it wasn’t really unusual, he liked to ignore me. I left the front door open and started jogging to the other side of the house and into the trees.I didn’t really feel like jogging but I knew that I had to get the alcohol out of my system otherwise I’d be useless for the rest of the day and I had plenty to do. The run cleared my head and by the time I go