Horror Case

Chapter 7

my radio and walked out the
door.

It would've been easy for me to
take advantage of her, but I
wanted her to crave me more than
anything in her spoiled, rich
life.
.

Outside, the sea breeze cooled my
heated skin. I kept walking until
the house was out of sight. If I
saw her or heard her voice, I
wouldn't be able to stop myself
from plowing into her sweetness.
It almost felt like I was a

Fleeing a predator only
made things worse, and the
instinct to chase and kill would
be too strong for me to hold
back.

The radio buzzed, but I kept my
eyes shut for a moment and
inhaled deeply. Then the faint
whiff of the omega I had smelled
in the city floated by on the
breeze.

I opened the channel, not even
bothering to see who called. "What?
" My bad mood filtered through my
voice.

"Comrade." Boris's voice broke
through my irritation. "Good to
hear from you too."

I straightened my shoulders,
not that he could see me. "Tell
me the good news." The sooner I
got paid
It was never personal like this.
Not spend two weeks on a fucking
island with them and then what,
accidentally drown her?

My silence clearly made him
nervous as he continued to
speak.

"If you don't do what they say
when the time comes, then it
could get you killed, and we like
having you on the payroll."

I balled up my fist, wanting to
hit something. "All right. Tell me
what happened. Why did they
change their mind about using her
to get her father to vote?" Had
they made a side deal with

.

I didn't need a mate. And I
certainly didn't need any
distractions from any females.

The sooner I got Natalia off my
island and away from me, the
better.

My radio buzzed again.

I opened the channel, not even
bothering to see who called. "What?
" My bad mood filtered through my
voice.

"Comrade." Boris's voice broke
through my irritation. "Good to
hear from you too."

. I straightened my shoulders,
not that he could see me. "Tell
me the good news." The sooner I
got paid and got Jennifer out of
my life, the better.

"Wish I could. You're going to
have to sit tight for a little
while longer."

". Are you kidding me?" I was

not in the mood for bad jokes. "I
need to be paid double for this
bullshit!"

He sighed, and I could picture
him taking a long drag on his
cigar.

"What now?"

Then he continued in Rssian,
mumbling small talk, something we
never did. But then his tone changed, and I knew there was
some light at the end of the
tunnel.

"They'll give you half for your
trouble now, and if you need to
get rid of her, then double what
was originally agreed on."

Murder? Her? My stomach tightened
at the thought.

Hit jobs were the type where they
would be going in their car, and
an unknown explosive was in there.
Or they would be in a bar and
you'd put something in their drink
or even shoot them in an alley
in the dark.

It was never personal like this.
Not spend two weeks on a fucking
island with them and then what,
accidentally drown her?

My silence clearly made him
nervous as he continued to
speak.

"If you don't do what they say
when the time comes, then it
could get you killed, and we like
having you on the payroll."

I balled up my fist, wanting to
hit something. "All right. Tell me
what happened. Why did they
change their mind about using her
to get her father to vote?" Had
they made a side deal with Natalia's father? I wouldn't put
it past the bastards.

"Don't know. They're keeping it
close to the chest." Boris's voice
dropped lower. "Take the half
they're offering you and be glad
to get it. You know they don't
play nice when they don't get
what they want. You best let this
one go and move on to the next
job."

I exhaled. He was right. I'd
taken the job because of the money.
Not because I wanted to get
tangled up in Jennifer or her shit
again. But I still wanted
answers.

"I'm not gonna just let it go,
Boris," I said. "I'm gonna find
out what they're doing and why."

"We don't know. Half an hour ago,
we just got the call that things
were on hold."

I kicked a rock in my path and
watched it skitter along ahead of
me.

"What about Roman's vote? If he
settled, it was because of the
original plan of me holding his
daughter as leverage." Which meant
they owed me. I clenched the
radio tighter.
"It seems her father managed to
put things on hold and the
voting's not to be done for now.
It's a long story."

I stared at the phone for a moment,
frustration boiling inside me. I
wanted my money, but at the same
time, a part of me was relieved
that Natalia was safe for now. I
didn't like being used as a pawn
in this game.

"Maybe we could persuade Golubev
to cooperate and pay us the other
half," I offered and glanced back
toward the house in the distance,
imagining her in her room,
thinking of me, embarrassed and
frustrated after all she'd done.
"Sure, we could try, but I
wouldn't advise it. Told you, if
things don't pan out, then you
need to wipe her off the grid. As
I said, she may not be our
problem anymore." Boris's voice
was cold as steel as the radio
crackled. "And they're willing to
pay you double the fee originally
promised. That's it."

"Fine."

"This conversation is taking
longer than expected. I'll be in
touch."

"You know me, Boris," I added in
a flat voice, "I always get the
job done."

I closed my eyes and squeezed the
radio in my hands. Fuck. Knowing
that Natalia was in danger had
rage pumping through my veins like
white-hot fire. I couldn't let
anything happen to her.

I had to find out who was behind
this and put an end to it. I'd
get her out of here and somewhere
safe before anyone could do go against my orders.

Was Boris not telling me something?
There were too many questions in
my head at once, and I wanted to
punch something or someone as
hard as possible.

I had to make sure she got out of
here in one piece, but I couldn't
let her out of my sight until I
found out who, besides Golubev,
wanted her dead. It was just him,
I'd kill him without a thought.
But I had to know for sure that
he was the only link to this
request. At least here, I knew
she was safe. Keeping her alive
was now my number one priority. I
looked at the horizon, the waves
anything to her. Even if I had to

licking the sand, and thought
about how Jennifer looked so
beautiful and wanting me.

"I'll talk to you soon, comrade."
There was a click on Boris's end
and the radio went silent.

! I jammed the radio into my
pocket, my wolf howling to be let
loose. But I had to deal with
this shit first. I turned back to
the house, and Jennifer's shadow
crossed the balcony window. Had
she heard my conversation? Nah,
she was merely a human.

Yet, why was she still in my
room?