Seducing Destiny(105)
“What’s the matter, Olivia, cat got your tongue?” I asked.
“You have no idea what I did, or why I did it!” She shook her head slowly in angry confusion.
“I don’t really give a shit about why you think it was okay to help monsters bring down the Guild, I only need the details of why you thought it was okay to help them take down a man who helped raise you,” I said as I narrowed my eyes on her. “I want to know why you drugged Alden and the Demon. Not to mention, I want to know why the entire upper level of the Guild was a war zone, one we lost.”
“Good, you’re Fae,” she seethed and I narrowed my eyes on her and she quickly looked away from me and back at the floor. Almost as if she didn’t believe her own conviction.
“You stupid little twit, I didn’t lose. I never have. The Guild lost. They’re all dead. So many good people were killed, so many children died. It was a fucking slaughter, one you assisted in, and why? What did you have to gain?” I asked barely above a whisper. Most people understood that was the time to talk, because I was getting pissed. She cringed.
“I had my reasons,” she whispered as a tear slid down her cheek.
“Good for you, but sooner or later that Demon is going to come down here and he wants a pound of flesh for the one he lost with the Mages. You’re it. So tell me, Olivia, what happened in there and why did you help them? Were you following orders like a good little soldier? Or did you have a different reason for opening the doors to allow the monsters in?” I asked as I leaned against the cell and stared at her.
I wanted to help her, but I also needed her to know that I couldn’t get her out of this. I wanted answers, and she had them. My entire Guild was gone, and that wasn’t an easy feat. She’d been involved, and I’d dismissed her. Which either made me a fool, or her a good actress.
“Answer me, or I’ll feed the Demon myself so he can come sooner,” I seethed.
“You’ve changed into a monster,” she hissed.
“Yes, I have. I’ve also lost too much to take chances with what I have left. You tried to hurt my family, and I’m very protective of them. I’ve never changed my standards, Olivia. The Guild is and has always been part of it, and people are dead. You can either start talking, or I can come in there and show you just how much of a monster I am,” I warned.
“I didn’t have a choice!” she cried as she scooted back on the bed like a meek mouse and let out a hiccup as tears started flowing unchecked down her porcelain cheeks.
“Suck it up, buttercup, and talk,” I growled.
“I was trained differently than you guys were. So you need to tell me, Enforcer, which makes me more of a traitor, getting Alden out of the way or giving Guild history and secrets to a Demon?” she asked bitterly. “I should have known better, so many lies and I shouldn’t have trusted—do you seriously think the Guild would care if I was tricked? No—God, I feel so stupid!” she mumbled. “As far as what I did to Alden, Elder Cyrus told me that Alden had betrayed the Guild, and that none of the Enforcers could be trusted. I…you wouldn’t understand, I did what I had to, or they—” she rambled pitifully.
“Of course he would say that you couldn’t trust the Enforcers, Alden’s trained them all,” I interrupted; too disgusted with the lies she had been told. I took a step backwards as I felt Ryder’s electrical pulse as he sifted in.
Olivia looked up horrified, and screamed in shock. Her face turned even whiter, if at all possible. She was terrified and I couldn’t blame her. I’d felt the same way when I’d first seen him as the Horde King. I watched her; she watched him as if Satan himself had joined our little interrogation. I rolled my eyes as she started to stammer her words and tripped over them.