Sugar Wood: A Twisted Tales Novel by Brynn Ford

Author:Brynn Ford [Ford, Brynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Brynn Ford
Published: 2021-11-11T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Huxley

I START TO speak, to tell Glory that I love her, but I don’t get a single word out before Ambrose has his hands on me. He grips my shirt at the center of my chest and twists, bunching the fabric in his grip before spinning me and shoving me backward into the hallway. He slams my back against the wall across from the cage room door, and I let out an oomph as air rushes from my lungs.

“Grab your axe,” I snarl at him. “End this now.”

“Fight me.”

“What?”

“Fight me, Huxley. Fight for your life. Are you just giving up?”

“I’m not giving up. I’m giving in. I’m done with this bullshit. You were going to kill us both, anyway. At least this way, her life will be spared.”

“I’m taking her with me when you’re dead. When I have the money and my freedom from Maura, I’m taking Glory with me and I’m keeping her. I won’t ever let her be free from me.”

I have nothing to say in response to that. I have no control over what happens to her once I’m dead. I only have control over what happens right now, and right now I see him troubled and weak for her.

I knew if I could give him a solution that let him spare her life, he would spare it. At least, that’s what I’m telling myself. We all see the sick chemistry that exists between them. If I can’t stop him from finishing this deal with my mother, then at least I could save Glory’s life by sacrificing myself. And it would serve my mother right if Ambrose brought her my skull. Maybe my soul will linger with it, and I can haunt her beyond the grave.

Nausea rolls through my gut at the thought of my mother ordering my death. I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t heard it myself. Though I suppose it is believable—she was a cold and distant mother. She took care of my physical needs, but that was more for her own benefit. She liked to keep up appearances. But this…To want me dead so she can bypass our names in line for the family fortune…

It’s disgusting.

It’s vile.

And I can feel my soul splinter at the knowledge.

“Then keep her,” I finally respond. “But don’t kill her. Promise me you won’t kill her. Let Glory live.”

His head jerks back and his eyes soften. “Are you giving up this easily? Fight me.”

I pause, swallowing a dry lump in my throat. His grip on my shirt loosens and slips upward, latching around my neck instead.

Fuck.

“I don’t see any other way.”

“I could kill her,” he says, dropping his voice. “I could kill her, take her and Beau’s skulls to your mother, and take you with me instead.” He comes closer, his cheek brushing mine as he moves in to whisper, “I could save you instead.”

Those words crash into me and my strength spills like a waterfall, my body relaxing into his. I’m the one who saves, not the one who is saved.

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