Page 57 of The Fate of Black Hearts

Willem made some sort of hand signal. When nothing happened, Dom assumed one of the dead humans had been meant to shoot Evie or do something attention-grabbing.

Willem pushed on his ear and whispered, “Plan B.”

This demented creature thought himself in control. Dom forced himself to take a deep inhale, but it didn’t calm the rage flooding his body. With nothing but death in his tone, he asked, “What is Plan B?”

“Who asked that?” Willem craned around, seeing nothing.

“My ghost is here,” Evie said.

Willem rolled his eyes. “It seems tranq’ing you is off the table. Probably because of that fucking Efrem. You will come with me willingly to England.”

“What would possibly inspire me to do that?”

A dark van pulled to the curb beside them. The side door slid open, and a body was shoved out. On brief glimpse…Oh, fuck.

Dom’s heart pounded in his throat. Wrath frenzied his power to the point of explosion. Jonas Lanzo’s body had the pallor and rigor of a long-ago death. A giant hole gaped where the middle of his chest should’ve been.

“Noooo…” Evie stood and backed into Dom.

My poor, sweet, faint-hearted Jonas…Evie’s words from long ago swirled in his head. This would destroy her.

Dom put one hand around her waist and whispered, “I got you. Do not move toward that van. Not yet.”

“Is he dead? Did you kill him?” Evie asked in a shaky voice.

“I had the weakest link eliminated. If you don’t accompany me, Flynn is next.” His flippancy over a life precious to Evie shattered Dom’s resolve to try to keep this scum alive long enough for Evie to end him. The bastard was dead.

Before he could act, Evie reached across the table and fisted Willem’s throat. “Where. Is. Flynn?”

Willem’s eyes bulged.Munich.Dom picked up the vision of an institutional building in the city as it flashed in Willem’s head.

To Evie, Dom thought,“I have his location. We need to leave.”

“What do you want with me?” With her opposite hand, she twisted and crushed her ex’s right hand.

He howled in pain. Tears poured out of his eyes and snot from his nose. “They wa…wanted a lycan baby. Hard to get a female.”

“You’re such trash.” Her lips twisted into a sneer as she shoved her knife between his ribs and twisted.

The three human hostiles in the restaurant shot at them. The bullets didn’t land, instead held in suspension around them. Without blinking, Dom used his power to redirect them back at the shooters. All three were now dead.

“You’re mine,” Willem choked out.I’ll do whatever the hell I want with you. I own you.

Dom closed in on Willem’s face and allowed himself to be visible for an instant, which was a mistake. The stench of the wretch overwhelmed his nose despite the residual mint in his mouth. “She was never yours.”Always mine.

Willem wheezed as blood began filling his chest. His fast-healing ability should already be halfway to repairing the damage from her knife unless he was still under the influence of themhis. “You won’t get Flynn if you kill me.”

“I’ll get to him.” Evie shoved the knife into his chest in a different location. “Tell me what you know about ending this curse, or I’ll start slicing off body parts.”

“Stop,” he moaned. “No way to reverse it. That’s the point. There are safeguards in place. If I die…”The letter will go to Ian. He will take revenge as directed.

“He’s useless to us, Evie.” Dom snarled, “I will hunt Ian if he so much as thinks about hurting you.”

“What the hell are you?” Willem’s eyes bugged wide. “Ian will kill you both. He’s better than you.”

“No lycan can best me,” Dom said. “You don’t even know what I am.”

Four vans filled with hostile humans arrived.