An Unpredictable Compromise

LONDON: "Indeed, London. I have your sweet little mate Blaire trapped in my net." Hayes' guttural tone projected through Mathias' mouth, his obsidian orbs glinting maliciously at me. He laughed at my stunned expression, and I growled in contempt. He was a coward for not facing me head-on; weak or not, I was ready to put an end to everything. I was tired of this back-and-forth, this cat-and-mouse game with him, and using my mate against me was despicable. “You will never have the book," I seethed, my muscles bunching up as tension filled me. His brows furrowed as though a dark thought had crossed his mind, and then his red eyes glowed with fire that could burn a thousand nations. “I can't sense Fuyu. Now what are you without the White Conqueror?” He taunted, and a sick grin curving his dark lips. “That won't stop me from tearing you to fucking shreds," I growled, my fists shaking with uncontained rage. The thought of losing so many of my people, especially my gamma Caine, because of him