So she had been the only one who’d fallen for their tricks. She felt like an idiot.
“But to be fair to you, none of the others had watched their parents die in front of them. And none of the others had Alphas that were quite so cruel.” He waved his hand. “Every piece fell perfectly into place. We could not have asked for better circumstances. And those circumstances allowed us to succeed.”
“How can you be so callous, talking about this? You had my parents killed!”
“The death of a human and a shifter is meaningless to me.”
She lunged toward him with her hands outstretched. At that moment, she didn't care about the magically warded bars. She didn’t care if something electrocuted her or even killed her. She wanted to wipe his existence off the face of the earth. It wasn’t fair that he was still here, tormenting people, while her parents were dead. “You won’t think your own demise is so meaningless!” she yelled.
But her hands never touched the bars. Tristan had grabbed her mid-air and pushed her backward. “He’s not worth it.”
“He needs to pay for what he did.” She shook her head. “They killed your pack member Jesse.”
“I know they did. Yeah, Victor does need to pay.” He lowered his voice. “How would Derek feel if he wakes up and finds out you’re dead because of this asshole?” He shook his head. “He won’t thank me, that’s for sure. And I don’t want to give him one more thing to worry about.”
“Derek is a good male. But I’m not his responsibility.”
“Well, right now you’re mine. Roman said so. And I’m not going to piss him off over this fang-toothed bastard.”
Through the bars, Victor hissed. “You cannot hope to defeat me.”
“I’m done here,” she said. There was no point in letting him torment her.
“Good plan,” Tristan said. “He’s not worth it.”