I hugged her and she hugged me as the tears flowed down our cheeks. A half an hour later and I was beginning to worry that Maggie was not going to show up.
“Is he really dead?”
I stiffened and so did Esma. We both turned to see Maggie in front of us. Her hair was in a mess and it looked as though she’d been in a very bad place.
I understood why. Maggie was so sick and lost in her own little world of wanting to get revenge that she didn’t want Hunter to be dead. She wanted to be the one to kill him and now that she believed someone else had done it, it was completely freaking her out.
“Tell me!” She screamed. “Is that bastard really dead?”
“Why don’t you come and see for yourself?” Esma questioned. “You have some nerve showing up here after everything you’ve done to my family.”
Maggie ignored her and took a few steps forward. “Is he dead?”
Esma walked forward and slapped Maggie so hard across her face that she fell to the ground holding her cheek.
“YOU-“
“That’s for my brother.” Esma hissed.
Before Maggie could say anything else my brothers as well as my sisters and their mates surrounded us. Maggie looked around her, realizing that she was now trapped.
She picked herself off the ground as she looked for a way to escape from all of us.
I smiled then. “Of course he isn’t.” I finally answered. “Did you really think that Hunter would ever die so easily? Did you really think that your little plan would actually separate us?”
Maggie’s eyes widened and she lifted her hand to slap me when Hunter reached us with incredible speed and grabbed her hand, stopping her from hurting me.
She turned to face him and they both glared at each other. There was so much hatred between them that it was almost crazy to believe that they were once mates.
“Let go of me Hunter.” She hissed.
…………
***HUnTER***
I no longer loved Maggie but at a point in my life I did greatly. To know that someone that I loved would do all of these things to kill me was painful to accept.
What did I do to deserve this from her? I’d given her nothing but love and support.
What could I have possibly done for her to hate me this much?
I could see the hate in her eyes now, the hate she’d managed to keep from me all of the times we’ve been together.
So this was the real Maggie. This was the Maggie that I should have known from the start.
“Why did you?” I asked as I let go of her arm but only after shoving her away from Isabella.
I didn’t want her close to her. not after the little stunt she’d just played.
“YOU KILLED MY BROTHERRR!” She screamed at me.
I frowned, her words puzzling me. Killed … Her brother?
“You don’t have a brother.” I responded naturally. She’d told me that she didn’t have any siblings or any parents.
That was also a lie?
Her eyes narrowed. “Does the name Axel ring a bell?” She demanded. “You tore my brother’s body into pieces like he was nothing! You took the closest person in my life away from me!”
Axel?
Recognition finally touched me like a strike of lightening. Of course I remembered who Axel was. He was that sick a*****e that had tried to rape my sister. He attempted to rape her but there were multiple women that he did actually rape and kill.
“Your brother was a f*****g piece of shit.” I growled. “He raped multiple women and even killed some of them when he found out that they were pregnant. I killed him because he tried to rape my sister, if I didn’t arrive there on time she may not have been here today. He was a sick bastard that didn’t deserve to live.”
Maggie looked unbothered by my words. She had no feelings for those women that had lost their lives, no feelings for my sister. I understood that now. She was selfish and only cared about herself and what she felt.
“You had no right to take him from me!” She screamed again.
I took a step in her direction and stared straight into her eyes with a lethal gaze. “If I could kill him again … I would.”
My words sparked the fire in her and within seconds she lunged for my throat. But she didn’t get a chance to reach me.
I grabbed her by her throat before she got a chance to do the same to me. I squeezed tightly with all of the rage and pain of betrayal I felt flowing between us.
“Meeting you was the worst thing that ever happened to me.” I snarled as I lifted her into the air with my hands still strangling her.
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