Mated To My Mate's Worst Enemy (ARIA) novel Chapter 433

Chapter 433

ARIA

‘Kael,” Nina said.

‘Where is Vesper,” he said again.

The dungeon holding,” Jordan said, with the tone of someone answering because the answer was going to come out regardless.

(ael left the office.

Ve followed him because the alternative was not following him and that had outcomes that nobody in the room wanted to nanage alone.

‘he guard outside the holding room stepped aside without being asked. This was the correct instinct on the guard’s part – the expression on Kael’s face as he came down the corridor was the kind that wise people removed themselves from the path of mmediately and without discussion.

The door opened.

‘esper was on the floor. He’d been put in the holding room with the basics of medical attention – the arm situation addressed to he level of keeping him stable rather than comfortable, which was the level of attention Nina had specified earlier when she’d vanted answers from him rather than a corpse.

le looked up when the door opened. Registered Kael. Registered Kael’s expression.

His own expression did something complex and settled on defiance, which was either brave or very foolish depending on how you alculated the situation.

I’m not talking,” Vesper said.

Oh,” Kael said.

He crouched down in front of Vesper with the casual ease of someone who had a great deal of time for this and no urgency whatsoever, which was the most alarming quality he could have deployed and appeared to be entirely deliberate.

‘You have no idea,” Kael said, “how happy I am that you said those words.”

He ripped Vesper’s good arm off.

The sound and the aftermath and the specific chaos of the next thirty seconds were things I filed in the part of my brain that was keeping a running account of moments in Shadowmere that I would need considerable time to fully process. Vesper’s scream filled the holding room. The arm was no longer attached. Jordan, with the expression of a man who’d seen too much today and was adding this to the list, picked it up from the floor where it had ended up and held it at arm’s length with the resigned quality of someone who’d been assigned this task by the universe and was accepting it.

“This is going to be a headache,” Jordan said, “for whoever gets assigned to scrub this floor.”

“We could give Vesper a bucket and rag,” Nina said. “He can scrub it himself. Pass the time.”

Kael let Vesper finish screaming. He waited with the specific patience of someone who’d decided that the screaming was a reasonable interlude and was prepared for it to conclude on its own schedule.

“Let it all out,” Kael said, when the screaming had peaked and was beginning its descent. “Just cry. Get it all out. I’ll wait.”

“Sometimes,” Nina said, very quietly, to me and Jordan, “I forget how cruel he can be.”

“You are worse than him,” Jordan said.

“That’s true,” Nina said. “Okay, but still.”

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