Chapter 66

Marcus

Countless items are scattered over the floor; the entire mansion is in ruins. I caused it, and neither do I regret it. Destruction is the only thing keeping me sane.

Rage, the kind that can't be contained, courses through my veins, exploding into a fit of rage when I pass a vase. I grab the flowery pot, throwing it at the wall as I yell.

Dirt flies everywhere, tainting the air, but I don't fucking care. Nothing can calm down the heat boiling within me.

"Fucking number two!" I'm shaking, blinded by the pain and anger from having lost my mate. My heart is split into two. "And that mate of his—her lizard ate Courtney!"

I turn around, glaring at the small man trying to hide from my penetrating gaze. "How could you let that happen? Answer me! Why didn't you try to save her?"

"I-I don't know!"

Bob, my slave and information source, is trembling with his rat-like nails inserted into his mouth. There isn't a single assertive bone