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With a sharp jab, Munro tagged him in the kidney, a particularly painful spot for both of them

Only proble your twin: you both shared the same weaknesses

"Were you vivisected?"

The word made Will flinch more than the punch had So he launched another fist "Chest cracked open, organs plucked, then stapled back up? The prisoners called it a zipper in the chest" A big seeping Y fro on the outside to keep you occupied while regenerating your insides

"This was done to you, brathair?" Brother Now Munro seethed

"And I canna get vengeance!" No outlet to vent this rage

Will couldn't decide which of his four enemies he hated more: the soothsayer who'd betrayed hied him, the scientist who'd tormented him, or the one who'd set it all in motion: Preston Webb

He lunged for Munro again, pu back His eyes had scarcely flickered, his beast as firmly leashed as usual

To hell with it Will's knuckles stung, his face throbbed At soun to crave whiskeyMunro With a final halfhearted blow, Will released hiht had started, he ended it They were both breathing heavily, both bloodied

At the same instant that Munro swiped his sleeve over his lacerated forehead, Will did the same over his shattered nose

Then he turned toward the liquor cabinet to root for a fifth Ah, Macallan Fine whiskey, expensive He chugged it like water The liquid stung his lips, swirling around temporarily loosened teeth He couldn't quite taste it with his nose full of blood

But Munro wouldn't let this drop "And what about the doctor I heard tell of?"

Will clenched the bottle neck so hard it broke, shards digging into his palm while the bottom half fell and shattered all over the floor "She took a special interest in lasses, she'd softly queried, "Why should Chase be the only one with an i?"

Will had made her pay-but too late The experiht I was doing so well

"Do you knohere Dixon is?" Munro asked "No one in the Lore can find her"

"I made sure she was conscious as I ripped her liods that he could do it again, leisurely He dared his brother to say aught about that

Munro didn't "Soh the prison"

To avoid Munro's gaze, Will dug up another bottle "They wanted Lykae for dinner As usual" Ruelle had been right Werewolves were sodding catnip for those parasites

New bottle in hand, Will staggered back against the wall, overwhelmed by the memories His hatred of succubae burned afresh, until it choked hi to suffocate him

If aleft of him?

Mayhap that hy the Instinct had left hirave already

"And did theyfeed?" Munro see for the worst

"They dinna" But it'd been so dain the Radiant and her cellmate" With their help, he'd been able to behead all five succubae He often replayed that memory, the seed-feeders' screams, their surprise

"Regin is the Blademan's woman, and she helped save you froeted her male?"

The eoned Will for an escape atteht to be human, the Blademan was actually a berserker "That's one reason" Another? Nix had told him that their future lines would entwine No' if I'm dead, Nix!

Munro snapped his fingers for the whiskey "Give over"

Will cradled his bottle in the crook of his elbow, handing Munro his own "Are we done now? Can we never speak of this again?"

Munro raised his brows, the slash on his forehead "

Will took another long draw "I canna target Chase I canna find Webb" Canna target Nix "There's nothing to be done" Never had his future seemed so hopeless Not even when he'd inadvertently killed both of his parents and his unborn sister At least then he'd naively thought that time healed all wounds, that one day his pain would lessen

What a crock of bullshite Ti look, I'll give you a proper hiding, I swear to gods"

"I know about the plane ticket," Munro said si on behind those eyes

Will's time in that prison had , to keep living as if he had reason to Nine hundred plus years was plenty And only an idiot would continue constructing a building on such a bollixed foundation "Wanted a change of pace"

"Doona lie to ? You interrogated Bowen about the Pit of the Fyre Dragan"

Last year, their cousin Bowen had been trapped in that lair before escaping When Will had heard of the place, he'd perked the hell up It was all well and good to be suicidal, but an immortal had practicalities to deal with Namely: unless you could cut off your own head, you couldn't kill yourself

As my father knew

So Will had planned to take a dip in the Pit

"And then," Munro continued, "you bought a one-way ticket to a place nicknamed Where Immortals Go to Die"

The whiskey was loosening Will's tongue, coaxing hiottwisted Now I' to be done for it" He shrugged "If there were, it would have happened by now"

Munro's eyes idening as if he was chilled by Will's casual demeanor

"Gods,enough" Nix had been right about one thing-the bone hadn't set right Now pulverized, never to knit "The prison was just a hint, brother"

"Did you never consider how I'd feel to lose the last of my family?"

"Oh, aye" He'd debated it, deciding Munro would be better off Since he was revealing all, Will ht as well round out the tale "My Instinct was quiet before the prison Now it's gone"

Munro's jaw slackened, as if he could scarcely iine this loss The Instinct was part of what made a Lykae who he was

Will drank deep, then said, "Hell, that means I'm halfway dead already I've no Instinct and little control of my beast I'm a liability I will no' be a burden to this pack" To you

Munro had said he didn't pity Will But I pity him In one fell swoop, Munro had lost two incredible parents and a baby sister, and gained a burden for life

Will had been waiting centuries for Munro to wake the hell up and realize he hated his brother "The only reason I'm no' already dead is because I craved retribution first"

"We'll find your mate She can heal you We'll call Nix and ask her to search-"

"Doona say that Valkyrie's naain!"

Munro raised his brows "Yet another secret?"

Ronan and Ben burst into the lodge then, gazing at all the destruction, the blood Ronan looked ian to flicker blue, his beast stirring from just the evidence of violence

Hair trigger I've been there I am there

"Easy, Ben," Munro said "Get control of it"