Darius

"What no hug for your father their son?" I hear his words echo in my ears before an intake of breath behind me catches my attention. Once I hear the thunk along the floor Diedrek and my attention shoots behind us. Forgetting all about the monsters in the room.

"Kyla," Diedrek and I say at the same time. Bending down to check on her. My best friend sits beside her, bringing her head to his lap. I watch for a moment as he rubs her cheek with his hands. I know he's talking to her telepathically. When her eyes shoot open, they look around the room as though she is searching for something.

When they land on me, I see she found just who she was looking for.

"That's our father?" Her voice comes out in barely a whisper. Looking into her saddened eyes, I cannot bring myself to speak. It is as though my voice is frozen inside of my body. I just cannot bring myself to break her heart. So, I just give her a slight nod with my head before looking down at my feet.

"I have seen him once before. Not as long as my friends, but long enough to see the evil within his eyes." She swallows and looks at Diedrek.

"He killed Lilly and Isabella's father a few months back." I can see tears building in her eyes even from a small distance away.

"Awe how touching she's having a moment. Get over it girl!" Rowland spats from behind me.

Diedrek goes to stand but before he can even get my sister's head off his lap I'm flying across the room. Grabbing Rowland by the throat from where he stands in front of my father, I lift his ass in the air "don't you ever taunt her you hear me?" My voice falls from my lips in a deadly tone, right in his face.

The sick son of a bitch only laughs at my words. His face is turning red from all the exertion. "Isn't that sweet." He makes a kissing noise and face at me. I lift my other arm in the air to knock him out cold, but another person grabs it midair from behind. Stopping me in my tracks.

"Enough." My father says in my ear.

"Put him down now. We have matters to discuss." He places his own hand on the back of my neck, squeezing just enough to get his point across. Not wanting to scare Kyla or Satine anymore than they already are I drop Rowland to the floor.

"Get your fucking ass up from the floor." My father releases my neck and walks to the center of the room. Rowland does as he says and tells me inside my head to watch my back. I roll my eyes at him. He doesn't scare me I know all his weak spots.

"So, this is the troublemaker that ruined the auction a week ago." It's not a question, simply a statement.

"Hmm." He kneels to come closer to her face.

I can see Diedrek's body tighten with tension. "Oh yes, you look a lot like your mother. You know I knew that witch was pregnant. She was a fun little treat." He smiles in her direction.

He goes down to only a hair breadth away from her. "I thoroughly enjoyed your mother. Many times, in a day. Her cries and screams were music to my ears. I loved the sound of her begging me to stop." Diedrek moves so quickly it's only a blur of color. He has my father strung up against the far wall by his throat. His eyes are pure red, his face is a show of destruction. He wants to kill him. I can see it from the little distance between us.

Slowly, ever so slowly I walk to him. I haven't ever seen fear in my father's eyes, but at this moment, I can see real fear for the first time. "Don't do it." I touch his shoulder with my hand.

"Listen to Darius!" I hear Kyla shout from her spot on the floor.

"Please brother talk some sense into my mate. We allow Diedrek to kill him now and we may not make it through the night. We need to plan this out. Let's not be hasty with this. It's what he wants. You know how they are."

After a few minutes, his shoulder relaxes underneath my hand. He steps back and throws my father across the room towards the window. "You don't talk to her. You don't look at her, and you sure as hell don't think about her. You hear me!" He points at my father.

"Well, she's my bastard child." My father smiles as he stands. Rubbing his neck with his hand. "I have every right to do with her as I please." He coughs.

"She's not yours." Diedrek walks up to my father with purpose. He stops only when he's up close and in his face. "She's mine, every part of her. She's my other half mother fucker!"

Both my father and Rowlands eyes grow twice their size. Their heads swing in her direction. Kyla is standing beside Satine. Holding her once again in her arms. She straightens her shoulders and looks them both dead in the eyes. Challenging them like the badass she is. Making a knowing and sinister smile come to my lips. She makes me proud to call her my sister.