TEDDY
The room went dead silent. No one moved or spoke.
Even Lucy, just feet away from him, appeared stunned, as if hearing this for the first time, sharing the shock that now filled the room.
Beast exhaled slowly before continuing.
“About a decade ago, I was President of the Demon Inferno MC. One of our brothers was taken by an organization.” His voice shifted, becoming heavier.
“We tracked him. Found where they were holding him. A warehouse.” His jaw clenched. “But we weren’t fast enough.”
There was a pause.
“They had him on a table. Hollowed out. Organs harvested to be used for testing. For building weapons.”
Caramel flinched beside me; my grip tightened, anchoring her as the story continued.
“These people,” Beast continued, “they don’t just kill. They experiment. They build. A
