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“She’s staying here.” “I would like to see—” Rei released my hand and lifted his bourbon. “Check it out and come back,” he said to Em. “She’s safe sitting here with me.” “Jasmine?” Em asked. I shook my head. “I’m happy here.” After Em walked away, Rei turned toward me. “Are you?” “That was my question. Am I safe with you?” For the first time since we’d left the penthouse, a smile curled his lips. “You’re safe from other monsters.” My quickened pulse returned. “Other monsters? Are you a monster? Is Em?”

I say. “Yes, he is,” he shouts “and he’s going to get you too if you don’t watch out.” He throws his notebook on the floor and it opens onto the page he’s been squiggling on. I take a closer look and it’s not scrawlings; he’s drawn some kind of monster, its red eyes seeping through to the last page of the book. I find myself back in the womb, but something doesn’t feel right. The calming interior is leaking its creamy fluid. There’s a loud boom, sounding like a heartbeat. With every second beat, another leak appears. Soon, my protective home will not exist anymore. Then what becomes of me?

“I didn’t get the chance to thank you.” Her breath shook. “Thank me? You kissed me without my permission,” she whispered. “You scared me. And now—now you’re here? Why? What do you want from me?” The corner of his mouth tilted, almost amused. “So you know who I am.” “You’re Adriano Greco,” she said, her voice trembling. “The monster people talk about.” He took another step closer. “Monster?” he repeated softly. “That’s what they call me?”

A perfect combination of doom if you ask me. I should be hiding under my bed, that’s what a genius would have done. That’s what Aunt Tilda always taught us. ‘Whatever they tell you about monsters is complete and utter lies. A monster will do evil and survive. A monster won’t perish just because the Goddess loves good people and she protects them from evil. Being good won’t kill the monster so next time you see one, you hear one, what do you do? That’s right, little ones, you hide. Hide!’

There wasn’t even a chance for a carefully planned "coincidental" encounter. A dull ache formed at my temples when I thought about relying solely on that dream. But before I could come up with a proper solution, trouble found Nathaniel once again. … It was the second time I had ever seen Nathaniel lose control like that. I was kidnapped once. Nathaniel was the one who found me in an abandoned factory, leading the police straight to my location. "Naomi…"

Breathing the same air as the man who felt like home. And then—I wasn’t just standing. I was in his arms. Dominic didn’t just hold me. He tethered me to himself, clutched me like he needed every cell of my being pressed into his. It wasn’t just an embrace. It was a reclamation. It was him saying, I found you. He pulled back just enough to see my face, his eyes rimmed with a kind of quiet despair I had only seen in war survivors and grieving lovers. In all my time loving Dominic Romano, I had learned this: he was a monster by necessity and miserable only by exception.

“Which checks out—since you’re just a pretty little cunt with daddy issues.” Crack. The back of my hand slammed across his mouth so hard his head jerked sideways. I stepped into him, eyes locked on his, and my voice low and shaking. “Wrong,” I whispered. “I’m your worst fucking nightmare.” His lip split, but he only laughed like a maniac. I’d met his kind before—men who fed on fear, one who didn’t break with pain. But even monsters had a threshold. And I knew exactly where to find his.

the lamp in my hand didn't go off as I expected, only my two white and black pups flew out of my jacket and landed in front of me. I stretch my hands to them, the ground very close to them open. the black pup was already slipping into the empty pit of darkness. I held onto one of its paws, and I felt some movement of claws gripping my legs, I could not look back at the one clawing at my feet but I knew it was the three-eye monster. with the white pup beside me, the black pup was struggling to hold on to me, the monster growled louder and clasp my feet pulling me away from the pit, I did not want to let go of the black pup but he gradually become too heavy for my little tender hands, "I won't

Chapter 22: Solo Boss Fight The big black monster smashed into the concrete path with a loud crash that shook the whole wall beneath my feet. The concrete broke under its weight sending small gray rocks bouncing over the edge. Up Close, the monster was really scary. It was over nine feet tall with muscles that looked like wet leather in the dim morning light. It smelled like metal and rotting wood. It did not have hands; its long arms ended in thick curved bones that looked sharp enough to cut through a car engine. Its chest moved as it breathed, blowing a bad smell right into my face.

"We'll be fine,stay in this room and lock the door. Don't open it for anyone except us." "I'm scared." "Good. That means you're smart." He kissed my forehead and it felt protective and possessive at the same time. "We'll be back soon and when we come back, Marcus Shaw won't be a problem anymore." I watched all three of them walk out. Kai cracked his knuckles. Luca's sweet face looked cold. Dante moved like a man going to war. I locked my door and sat on my bed with my knees pulled to my chest. I'd just set three wolves on Marcus and part of me hoped they destroyed him.