Chapter 401

“Life will be quieter from here on in, I think. Don’t you agree, Darrius?” Varro scoffs, his tone jocular, and he tosses the tongue in his hand aside as though discarding the trash, wiping his blood-dipped nails on his leg, and brushes his hands against the fabric to wipe them clean. He tosses his hair back with a head flick and returns to that commanding stance again. “Are you going to kill him or torture him slowly?” Sierra appears by my side, her voice shaky and her emotions taut. She seems detached on the surface, but I can feel her pain and fear from within. As much as she hates Juan, she has never had the stomach to watch suffering. She’s as rattled by what we witnessed as I am, despite the years of battles and deaths of hybrids around us. “Oh, he’ll live for now. In pain and torment. Why don’t you come along and play a little, seeing as you carry as much despisal for him as I do? You are the former Luna, are you not? This worthless scum’s mate?” “I have no desire to watch him su