Page 147 of Queen Of Clubs

THIS IS SO FUCKED UP. I knew Gianna had a thing for the guys, but this? This is a whole new level of crazy.

“Who said you could have the guys?” I ask Gianna as she scrambles to her feet, her neck showing a red handprint from Zane’s grip. I would have let him kill her, but I have a feeling there's a lot more we don’t know about.

“Your father. He told me if I was a good girl and if I didn’t tell anyone what we did when we were alone, that one day I’d get a pack of my own.”

My stomach lurches. “How old were you when he made you that promise?”

“Why?” she asks, brows furrowing. There’s something really not right with this woman.

“Answer the question.”

“My fourteenth birthday. Henry came to me and said I could have everything I ever wanted... as long as I gave him something.”

“What did you give him?” Griffin asks, eyes widening in horror.

“My body,” she says, raising her head as if she has nothing to be ashamed of. “He was nice to me. Made me feel special. And because I was a good girl and kept our activities between us, he was going to make all of my dreams come true.” She smiles lovingly at the guys, but I just stare at her in pity. This girl. This girl was assaulted by my father and fed lies.

“And when you guys signed on to the label, he came to me and said he found the perfect pack. All I had to do was make you guys big. And when he was pleased with your success, he would give you to me.” She laughs. “You see, you guys were always meant to be mine. Henry said so. But Jade...” Her lips curl with disgust. “She would have ruined everything. So Henry helped me, made sure she wasn't an issue. We tried to get those foster parents to sell the little bitch, but she ran off before we could find out what she was. Shame, they would have made big bucks off her.”

“You’re fucking crazy!” Griffin shouts. “Do you even hear this bullshit coming from your mouth? What is wrong with you.”

“I’m not what's wrong. She is.” Gianna laughs like a lunatic. “I thought if I showed the world just how much of a dirty little slut she was, you would come to your senses. The world doesn’t like you with her. They hate her. They want her dead.”

The smile that forms on her face is straight from a horror movie. “And I plan on giving them exactly what they want. Once Jade is gone, we can be together. It can be how it was always meant to be.”

“Do you hear yourself?” Everett questions in disbelief. “We will never be yours. We love Jade. We want Jade. It will always be Jade. I’m sorry someone said you could be with us, but it was a promise that was never going to happen.”

“Shut up.” She shakes her head. “Shut up!” She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a gun. We all freeze as she points it at us, her hand shaking. “I’m not crazy,” she screams so loud and hard that her face turns red. “I’m not crazy! I’m not crazy!” she repeatedly screeches.

But she’s cut off as a bullet rings through the room. With her lips parted and eyes wide, she drops her gun. Then she falls to her knees as blood pours from the bullet wound between her eyes.

She falls forward with a thud, her dead body laying on the ground.

The whole room is quiet for a long moment before I look over to see a feral Zane, arm raised, chest heaving as he stares at her. “No one fucking harms my omega,” he says in a low tone.

“Holy fucking shit.” Griffin starts to freak out. “She’s dead. You killed her.”

“I think I’m going to be sick,” Everett says.

The two of them start to freak out, but for me, this isn’t new, sadly. I walk over to my brother and take the gun from his shaking hand. “I had to,” he tells me, this desperate look in his eyes. “She was going to hurt Jade. She wasn’t going to stop, Calvin. I couldn’t let her hurt our omega.”

“Hey,” I coax, tucking the gun into my back pocket as I put my hands on his shoulders. I’ll be asking where he got that gun later, but right now I need to focus on making sure my brother isn’t going to fall apart.

“It’s okay. You did the right thing.” Well, no not really. I was thinking more of locking her up and getting her some mental health help, but this works too.

“They were the reason we lost our Jade for so fucking long.” Zane shakes his head. “Why? What did I ever do to him? Why would he do that?”

“Because he doesn’t care about anyone but himself. He will do anything to get what he wants. He’s a sick man, Zane, and we will deal with him, that much I can promise.”

“I want Jade.”I’ve never seen Zane look this lost. It’s like he’s this broken little boy right now and it fucking crushes me.

“We will see her soon. We need to deal with this now,” I urge looking at Gianna’s body. Blood is pooling around her face. This is going to be one hell of a clean up. “We can’t clean this one up. We will have to get the cops involved. We will tell them what she did and that she came here to kill all of you if she couldn’t have you. And before she pulled the trigger, you did it in self-defense, okay? Once we’re cleared, we will head back home and go get our girl.”

I’m glad Jade is on a plane on her way home right now and away from all of this. Would Gianna have hesitated to shoot Jade if she was here? No, sadly, I don’t think she would have. She wanted Jade dead, I could see it in her eyes.

He nods. “Okay.”

“Everything is going to be okay. You're not alone. I’m here. I got you,” I tell him and pull my little brother into my arms. He doesn’t cry, but his body shakes violently. I can hear Griffin freaking out and Everett puking in the background, but all that matters is my brother right now.