Chapter 41. Cage Fight

Nero

"Hunt, then fuck," I told Tessa before wrapping her in my arms, not wanting my little killer's mind to wander too far into her blood frenzy. I needed her calm. I didn't anticipate that watching her half-brother crumble with his life story would awaken the affectionate side of her. Seemed that brotherly love was there, and I can see that the realization was shocking the balance of her emotional nothingness.

"I want to bring my new toys."

I cupped her face, my thumb was caressing her cheek before kissing the tip of her nose. "I'm sorry, love, we can't bring that big toy, how about your Barretta or Glock? The place will be tight, you'd want to move freely while aiming your gun."

"Huh, didn't think of that. I wanted to try my bigger toys. How about we pull aside and use those Russians for some target practice?" She gave me her wicked smile and I laughed.

"Go on, pack your toy bag. I need t