Bad Move, Uncle. You Sent Your Princess to the Mob… Now Your Queen Runs It Novel

Chapter 10 As soon as Thalia left, Everett dialed his mother's number. The line rang and rang before finally clicking open. "Mom," Everett blurted out immediately. "How is she? How's Sky?" His mother's voice was raw, thick with tears. "She's got multiple fractures, rampant infections, and severe internal trauma. A wolf literally took a chunk out of her leg. There isn't an inch of her that isn't broken. The doctors said ten more minutes and she'd be dead." "Now tell me, Everett.

What could she have possibly done to deserve being thrown into that pit?!" Everett felt like he'd been punched in the soul. The pain in his chest was agonizing. He couldn't find the words. He didn't dare tell her the truth-that he'd sacrificed Skylar just to satisfy Thalia's ego. He knew his mother. If she knew the truth, Thalia would be a dead woman by morning. He'd already destroyed Skylar, he couldn't let the woman he loved be destroyed too. The silence on the line was all the answer his mother needed. "Fine. Keep your secrets. I'll find out anyway.

And when the Jefferson family comes for your head, don't look to us for help. You're on your own." The line went dead. A moment later, a series of photos lit up his screen-the medical reports, the close-ups of the wounds. Everett stared at the images of his mangled "princess." For the first time in his life, he couldn't catch his breath from the sheer weight of the guilt. He finally tucked the phone away and marched toward the dungeon. Meanwhile... 7 Thalia had managed to send the guards away on a bogus errand. It was just her and Fiona now.

Fiona was dangling from the ceiling, her body already covered in fresh welts from the preliminary beating. She looked at Thalia like she was an angel of mercy. "Thalia, please! I did everything you asked! I followed your orders to the letter! Just let me go, I'll disappear! I won't say a word, I swear!" Thalia's face transformed. The "soft" woman Everett knew vanished, replaced by a cold-blooded killer. She let out a soft, dark laugh, "Fiona, honey... the only people who truly keep secrets are the ones six feet under." She raised her pistol and aimed it right between Fiona's eyes.

She was a heartbeat away from pulling the trigger when the heavy iron door was kicked open with a thunderous CRASH. 11:12 Bad Move, Uncle. You Sent Your Princess to the Mob... Now Your Queen Runs It. 47.4% Chapter 10 Everett walked into the room. "Thalia. I threw Skylar to the wolves just to keep you happy. And that wasn't enough? You actually went behind my back to finish her off?" Thalia's entire body went numb. The pistol clattered to the floor as her blood turned to ice, Her mind fractured. She couldn't even form a coherent thought.

Everett closed the distance in two strides, his hand clamping around her jaw like a vice. "Thalia. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you right now!" The pain of his grip snapped her back to reality. She grabbed his wrist, her eyes instantly welling with fake tears. "Everett, no! You have it all wrong! I would never hurt Skylar!" "I came down here to find out who else was involved, and this bitch started telling lies about me! I was so angry I lost control! You have to believe me!" Everett's grip tightened until her bones groaned. His eyes were like bottomless pits.

"Fine," he whispered. "Let's ask her together." He tossed Thalia aside like a ragdoll and turned his gaze on Fiona. "Fiona. Tell me exactly what happened, start to finish, and I might let you live." Fiona was shaking so hard the chains rattled. She looked at the woman on the floor, then back at Everett, and made her choice. Wilder! She told me Skylar had crossed her! She ordered me to take the girl, 'teach her a lesson,' and make sure she never drew ne promised me I'd run the Golden Branch sector once she was gone! Check the records, check the messages!

I'm not lying, I wouldn't dare!" "I told you everything! Please, just let me go! I'll vanish, you'll never see me again!" The last bit of color drained from Thalia's face. It was over. She was dead. Everett closed his eyes, his jaw working as he fought to keep the rage from exploding. The room was deathly quiet, save for the distant, muffled screams of Dragon and Cain. After what felt like an eternity, Everett spoke. "Fine, Let's start the 'Train' for her then." As soon as the words left his mouth, a pack of men filed into the room, their eyes hungry.

They were carrying "equipment," and a few snarling dogs were straining at their leashes. Bad Move, Uncle. You Sent Your Princess to the Mob... Now Your Queen Runs It. 49.1% Fiona's eyes went wide with pure horror. She'd spent years watching girls get torn apart in this very room. She used to watch those shows while sipping coffee. She never thought she'd be the main attraction. "Mr. Wilder! No! Please! I'll be Ms. Jefferson's slave! I'll do anything! Please don't do this!" Her screams for mercy were cut short by a bullet through her thigh. Everett looked down at her with zero emotion.

"You think you're worthy of even saying her name?" "Since you loved the animal shows so much, why don't you be the star for once?" Everett gave a slight wave of his hand. The men lunged. Fiona's shrieks of agony filled the dungeon. Thalia watched the carnage unfold and began to retch. She'd been so pampered lately that she'd forgotten who Everett really was. He wasn't a lover-he was a monster. And this was just the warm-up. Fiona was in for a long, slow death. Thalia began to tremble, realizing her turn was next. (0) (0) 11:12 Bad Move, Uncle. You Sent Your Princess to the Mob...

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