Part 21

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She thought she had let go of it. That she had dealt with the aftermath. But it took less than an hour in the same room as her dad for all her walls to come down and her anger to rush back. She had to deal with it. She had to get it under control. She took a deep breath and did the only thing she knew would work. She shut down. Her mind went empty, filled with white noise, and everything became sharper, more focused. The smells around her, the noise, and Death moving closer.


She followed Death’s every move, but she didn’t react when he touched her and took her knife away.

“Everyone out,” Death said, but he never looked away from her.

“Boss?” A big guy with a shaved head and what looked to be a tree tattoo stretching up his neck and naked head took a step closer.

“Don’t argue with me, Wind. Just do it.”

“Sure thing, Boss.” The guy turned, and people began leaving the room. Reaper felt Phantom and Wolf’s eyes on her, but she didn’t look away from Death.

“You too,” Death ordered Phantom and Wolf.

“No, we’re staying,” Phantom said, and Reaper felt the energy in the room heighten.

Death glared over his shoulder before focusing back on Reaper, and she met his gaze head-on.

“Reaper, don’t do this. I didn’t leave you. I would gladly have given up everything if I could have gotten you home safe. But I had no idea where they held you, and every attack on them would have been taken out on you.”

Reaper stepped out of his hold and away from the bar so she wasn’t trapped. “I waited for you. I kept telling myself that you would come. That the Sons of War protected their family. That they wouldn’t rest until they found me. But you never came. I…” She drew in a ragged breath and blinked the tears from her eyes. “I lost me. I had to leave who I was behind just to survive.”

“I know, and I’m so, so, sorry. I tried keeping you safe. I never wanted this life to be yours.” Death took a step closer and slowly wrapped her in his arms. She clung to him and cried. She cried for everything she had lost in that year.

“I want you to come home. You and Emily,” Death whispered in her ear when her sobs finally quieted down, and the tears dried up. She pushed back and studied his face.

“No, we’re not coming back. Me and Emily, we have a life, a good life. I’m not dragging her into this world.”

“A good life? You’re a contract killer. Where is your daughter right now? Who’s taking care of her while you are out killing people?”

“Emily is safe and well cared for.” Reaper crossed her arms over her chest, glaring at her dad. Emily was with Marston, and Melissa and Charles should be there too. Nothing would happen to her daughter as long as Marston was around. He loved her as his own and had the skills to take down anyone who even thought about touching a hair on her head.

She saw the change in Death, the tightening of his jaw, the focus in his eyes. He wasn’t her dad anymore, but the man that kept every Sons of War member in line. He was the man who had killers shaking by the mention of his name. He pulled his phone from his pocket, and a few seconds later, the door opened, and two men stepped in. One was the guy with the tree tattoo.

She glanced at Wolf and Phantom, standing behind Death, looking frozen in place. Not that she blamed them. This wasn’t exactly what they signed up for when they took her to bed. She just regretted they didn’t have more than a single night together.

“We can’t let you take her,” Phantom suddenly said, a hard edge to his voice.

“You can’t let me?” Death asked. Reaper suddenly wanted to close her eyes, go to sleep and wake up to find it had all just been a nightmare. 

“We claimed her last night. You can’t touch another man’s property.” Phantom’s words send spikes of fear through her.

“You claimed her?” Death asked as if he wasn’t sure he had heard that right. Reaper wished he hadn’t. “You fucked my daughter?” The anger in Death’s voice fueled her own. She had pulled on all her training to push her anger down, to keep a cool head, but now it all surfaced. She punched him squarely in the jaw. “You do not get to dictate who the fuck I sleep with.”

“I do if my own brothers fucking betray me.” Death glared at her and rubbed his jaw.

“Betrayed you? They didn’t even know who I was.” Reaper kept an eye on the two newcomers, but they just looked on with a mix of surprise and confusion.

“No, they just thought that fucking someone I told them to keep an eye on was a good idea.” Death looked at the two men, and nothing more was needed. The two men broke from their stillness and advanced on Phantom and Wolf.

“We haven’t broken any rules,” Phantom said as he faced his opponent, but Reaper could see it in Death’s face. He was angry, and someone would take the fall.

“If you forget about this, I’ll let you meet Emily.” She wanted to take the words back as soon as she said them, but one look at Wolf and Phantom standing there, ready to fight for her, and she couldn’t regret them. Few people in her life had fought for her.

Death held up his hand, and the two men stopped. “You’ll bring her to me?”

Reaper shook her head. “No, we meet on neutral ground.” There was no way in hell she was bringing Emily to Death’s place. If they set foot there, they would never leave again.

Death regarded her for a bit before nodding. “Fine. We leave today. My men stay here to make sure you don’t try to pull some stunt on me.”

Reaper nodded and spared a glance at Phantom and Wolf. Both men looked hard and cold, but she could see it in their eyes. They didn’t want her to leave. And somewhere, deep down in her gut, she didn’t want to leave either.

Published by Tea Spangsberg

Tea is an Author who claims to be a Viking, but in reality she would suck at it as she get terribly seasick.

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