Savage Monster (Boys Without Remorse #2)

Chapter 6

six

Onyx

I glanced down at Korain, stroking my fingers over his bare shoulder. After he’d passed out on the floor in the hallway, I’d carried him to his bed, laying him down before cleaning him up and tucking him in. After checking the house one more time and double-checking that all the windows and doors were locked, I slid into bed beside him.

He’d promptly plastered himself against me, using my chest as a pillow. I liked how he felt against me—how warm he was, how much he trusted me. I might never be able to love him, but Korain was mine . I would protect him with my life. Do my best to make and keep him happy.

The sound of the lock on the front door twisting reached my ears, and my fingers stilled on Korain’s arm. Silently, I eased out from beneath my boy and tugged on my jeans before grabbing the knife off Korain’s nightstand. A gun would make too much noise, and I didn’t have time to put my silencer on it. Not when someone was breaking into Korain’s home, bringing his life into danger.

Over my dead body would someone touch him. Would someone even get close enough to breathe the same air as him.

My footsteps were silent on the hardwood floor as I prowled from Korain’s room and into the living room. Facing the TV stand, where Korain had little knickknacks resting, was the intruder I’d caught on camera the night before. A sadistic smirk curved my lips.

He’d fallen right into my hands, and I doubted he even knew it.

I remained silent, my steps light as I made my way deeper into the living room, avoiding being caught in the reflection of the dark television screen. As soon as I came up close enough for him to sense my presence, I reached around and pressed my blade to the soft flesh of his neck, gripping his greasy, dirty hair in my other hand, a soft, dark laugh spilling from my lips.

“Game’s over, motherfucker,” I growled. “You’re playing on my terms now.”

He tensed, a low, annoyed sound rumbling from his chest. I kicked his knees out from beneath him, forcing him to sink to the floor. Calmly, I walked around him, yanking his head back to look up at me. He bared his teeth in a snarl. My smirk just widened. That all-too-familiar lust for blood rushed through my veins.

“What’s your obsession with my boy, ass wipe?” I asked, cocking my head to the side the slightest bit. He glared at me. He was just like me; I saw it in his eyes. Psychopaths tended to recognize each other due to the lack of emotion in our gazes. I yanked on his hair. He hissed. “Go on. Tell me.”

“He’s always been my end goal,” he snarled at me. “Every move was calculated. He was supposed to put it together, but he’s so fucking?—”

I arched a brow at him and pressed the tip of my knife against his cheek. “If you call him anything but the fucking amazing human being he is, I’ll make you choke on your teeth,” I growled. “Fucking try me.”

“He didn’t pick up on the clues,” he sneered. “I don’t even think he realized I went to all this work to make our meeting so important. So consuming .”

Dragging the knife down his skin, watching as blood slowly welled to the surface, I pressed the tip of my knife to his Adam’s apple, grinning maniacally. “Guess what? I’m pretty sure my boy —" He bared his teeth at me, “—didn’t even realize you were slaughtering people. He was oddly surprised by the woman and the position you left her in; he didn’t even recognize your little calling card. But that’s where you fucked up,” I taunted him, digging the knife in just enough to make blood trickle down his throat. No fear glimmered in his eyes, but I knew it wouldn’t. More than likely, he wasn’t capable of feeling the emotion, just as I wasn’t. “You shouldn’t have left a trail. And then, you shouldn’t have targeted Korain, either. He’s mine .”

“Fuck you,” he growled.

I shoved the knife into his neck, watching him choke and gurgle on his blood as I slowly eased him back onto the floor, his blood trailing from his neck and running between the hardwood slats of the living room floor. I lightly tapped his cheek, smiling down at him as he slowly faded away.

“You lost the game, motherfucker.”

I watched the life drain from his eyes before I yanked the knife from his neck and wiped the blood on my jeans.

Anyone else who tried to come after Korain would meet the same fate.

I fiercely protected what belonged to me.