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family’s eyes. Things that didn’t fit right whilst I’d been watching Mae every year. The stupid girl thought she could shroud herself from a hunter. I just picked up some leads, contacts and other means of information. Quite simple really when your quarry thinks itself safe.”
    He nodded in agreement. “Yes, we all suffer from being too comfortable.” He stood up, walking towards me then placed his hand on my shoulder. “Well I must say, it is good to have you back.”
    I didn’t reply. I couldn’t. I didn’t feel his sentiment, nor did I feel the conviction in his statement. As if to prove me right, he halted after he opened the door and turned back to me. “Oh and Daniel.” I turned my head to show him my attention, as was expected, always. “This one is special. I’ll be watching your training quite closely.” I didn’t miss the hidden message. I was on probation, from my own father. He was known for his lack of trust in anyone, especially me.
    “I would expect it, Father.”
    Smiling, he nodded then left, pulling the door closed behind him. I blew out a breath and leaned forward, rubbing my hands over my face, wiping away the distress. I needed to be strong. I was strong but fuck, if I didn’t see Mae everywhere in this damn place. Her ghost dominated every corner, the echo of her soft cries constantly making my cock throb. Her blood still stained the walls, her pain potent in the air.
    I knew I was sick but even I was shocked at how easy it was to slip back into the role of Master as soon as my foot had crossed the threshold. This house, this business called to something inside me, it fed the hunger for carnage and violence that lived deep inside me.
    For two years I had managed to bury that side of me, concentrate on the love that my daughter brought. Her gentleness and innocence had given me a chance to find a part of me I never knew had existed. Yet here I was again; sex, depravity and bloodshed growing stronger inside me every fucking second I breathed in a house that exuded sin and debauchery.
    The fact that Connie had been placed for auction was a good thing, it gave us time, time to shift through this mess. She wouldn’t risk slaughter until she had all her targets in one place together, the exposure that would come with killing them one by one would jeopardise the end game. So the fact that Franco was already informed was a godsend. I knew him, he wouldn’t wait to deal his revenge. He would be here shortly. But until then I would relent to the calling inside me. Connie had said she would survive, and truth be told, I needed her to survive if I was to see Annie again. However, that didn’t mean that the monster in me couldn’t play before that time came.

    I hated how fucking breath-taking her body was. Her tight, pale skin contained curves that called for the decoration of blood. Her breasts were small but firm, her dark nipples plump and perfect. Her flat stomach showed off the vigorous side to her life, her abs defined but still feminine. She was taller than Mae, surprisingly, her legs long and her thighs strong. I wouldn’t be a man if I didn’t picture those legs wrapped around me securely, her lithe body squirming in pain beneath me.
    I circled round her, pausing and studying the many slash marks that adorned her back. The darkness inside me was satisfied by her imperfection, by the evidence of her torture. I’d heard how brutal the Phantoms’ training schedule was, but to witness it was quite amazing. By the looks of her, they hadn’t just whipped her into submission, they had thrashed her into a killer, completely pulverised the child in her and built a machine.
    My eyes dropped to her arse, the firm roundness tight and sheer perfection. She flinched when I slid a hand over one buttock, excitement curling within me, my dick roaring to life with a simple touch.
    “I’m not sure I appreciate how your body excites me, swan.” I smirked at my pet name, her body stiffening when