One Hundred and Seventeen.

Bella

“Christian. Christian is fucking dead. I ripped him and his Rogues apart.” I spit

“Yes, I remember it well.” She smiles. “You really are something else. He said you were special and yet I was always sceptical until I saw you that day. And what a magnificent Wolf you are, wasting no time to shred him to pieces. I was livid and yet mesmerised. You really could have provided him with a brilliant child.” she laughs, wiping her chin and spitting more blood on the floor.

“You watched?” I mutter, wondering where she had been.

“Like I said, I was fascinated.”

“So how do you plan on carrying out Christian’s work? All those women got away. And do you really expect me to let you leave, alive?”

“Did they get away?” Cassie mocks as she leans her back against the wall, smiling to herself. So much had gone on that I hadn’t even had a chance to find any of the women that Aiden and Leighton helped to escape. I had no idea about their children, I had no idea about any of them. They had been taken