shadows and heightened their fear response to any noises.
Fear always makes things wilder.
Letting go of Willow's hand, I made the first move by leaving her behind. This was another opportunity for her to press the top-floor button and get the hell out of here. I didn't hear her heels following me, and I had to admit, I was trying to ignore the hint of disappointment that was jumping to conclusions.
It didn't stop me from walking to the line of tied men - their leader, Officer Ronald, front and center. He seemed to be the only one not sweating buckets and barely conscious of the intense heat down here.
I'd have to turn the temperature down for what I had planned. Didn't want the bodies rotting so quickly.
"You fucking immigrant!" he snapped at me. "You think you're going to get away with this?! It's only a matter of time before your face is plastered fucking everywhere and this place will be surrounded by S.W.A.T.!"
I didn't say anything while he fought against his restraints in the chair he'd been situated in. Since Jayce and Viktor had been with us earlier at the restaurant, I could guarantee the culprits of getting them out of jail and into the car that was supposed to take them to their station were Dimitris's connections.
Obviously, they were here, which meant Saint got involved. He knew exactly how to get down here and the way I liked leaving things.
"Where's your cunt protector, huh? The bitch can boldly protect you but I bet she doesn't know what a sick bastard you are!" he spat out purposely, clearly trying to grind my gears.
I'd be lying to myself if I said I didn't feel the slight sting from his words, but then I caught onto the movement at the corner of my eye. My gaze caught onto Willow's silhouette. I had to fight the urge to lift an eyebrow, but I watched as she silently approached, blending perfectly into the shadows while her eyes glowed with a vivid pink with hints of gold and blue.
I was trying to figure out what her intentions were, but I was also mesmerized by her movements. She walked like a predator, ready to strike her prey, and whatever magic she was using wrapped around her perfectly - shielding her presence until she was right behind Officer Ronald's chair.
"You're just gonna stand there like a puppet? C'mon. Say what has to be said! I've dealt with a shit load of torture! There's nothing you can fucking do!" he spat out menacingly.
Willow met my eyes, her single finger moving to lightly press upon her lips.
"She wants us to keep quiet," my wolf sounded intrigued. "Why?"
Your guess is as good as mine, but I'm interested in what our Sweetness has up her sleeve.
"Do your worst, fucker! C'mon, don't delay! If I can't have a front-row seat to watch your fucking downfall, then the world will see you, N-"
He was cut off as his head was suddenly lifted upward. His eyes widened at the sight of Willow's taunting eyes as she inspected him.
"Talk. Talk. Talk."
I couldn't hide my surprise this time, wondering what the fuck just triggered Willow's psychotic side to come out and play. My wolf was intrigued enough to get up and approach the surface. My body froze in place as I noticed the very dramatic shift in power in the room.
"W-What?" he stuttered, but it only made Willow's smile further spread across her lips as she stared him down.
Her eyes specifically were staring at Officer Ronald’s left eye, and after a solid minute, she giggled.
"Bye-Bye!" I thought she was saying goodbye like she had last time, but no.
She summoned a blade in her grasp and stabbed the man's eye with it.
His scream bounced against the hollow walls, the pitch high enough to startle the other officers awake. They all looked to see Willow dig right into the man's eye like it was a meatball in a beautiful, overflowing plate of pasta.
She couldn't care less about the splattered blood on her face. I noticed that her hair was up in a bun and she'd changed her attire entirely. I had to bite down on my bottom lip hard, my eyes looking at the hints of the very lingerie set I'd bought for her when she was at the mall with Aurelia.
She had a black crop top to cover her breasts and wore black shorts that dipped a little lower in a provocative way, but the red lace playsuit