
The drive is quiet though Hannibal knows Will is awake and watching the entirety of their trip. He is torn between his fears of losing Will and worry as to what he might do if his mate turns on him.
He can’t hurt Will.
The idea is unacceptable.
He could perhaps frame his last few murders towards Will as the culprit though the idea is more upsetting than wants to admit. The pursuit and start of another series of kills after so long in the shadows was a mistake.
He cannot undo this without revealing himself.
The lateness of the hour does nothing for the adrenaline in his veins when they pull into the garage. He can smell Will’s distress and wants to comfort him but knows that type of behavior will not be something Will wants at the moment.
“I will ask something of you before we proceed.”
“You’ve asked enough already, haven’t you?”
Hannibal parks and removes the car keys handing them to Will who blinks in surprise.
“Keep these,” he says hoarsely, “And take a knife from the butcher block.”
Will places a hand at his stomach. “Hannibal, tell me now.”
“No, I cannot,” he reaches for Will’s hand and is happy Will allows it, “You are my omega, Will, and I don’t want to frighten you but this is something I need you to do for our offspring and yourself.”
Will nods and unbuckles his belt. “Okay.”
Hannibal leaves the car and keeps the door open as they enter. He hears Will’s footfalls as he heads towards the entrance to the basement. The sound of the knife leaving its sheath makes him relax considerably as he makes his way.
“Why do you have a hidden basement door?”
“If you wish to truly know, I will show you.”
“Tell me now.”
Hannibal pauses on the third step down and looks at him.
Continued in:
Truly, Madly, Deeply ~ Chapter Five
AKA My Favorite Chapter









