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He lets me go, and I move away from him quickly. “Now, that won’t do, pet. Come here, come to your master.”
Lexa’s anger bleeds into me, making me glare at him.
“Stop, Lexa, stop,” I warn her, not wanting to anger him. We need to find a way out of this, not have him kill us before we even stand a chance.
“Come here, Elena,” Jake says, his tone ice-cold and sending a shiver down my spine. I go to stand, and he growls at me. The noise is so startling it makes me freeze.
“Crawl to me, like a good girl.”
I grit my teeth still half-crouched on the ground.
“I would rather fucking die!” Lexa snaps at me.
“Yeah? And what about Alisha?” I snarl back at her, placing my hands back on the ground.
Gritting my teeth, I glare at the ground, tears burning my eyes and dripping on the floor. The cold concrete hurts my knees as I do as he asks, only stopping when I reach his shiny black shoes. His fingers slide through my hair, and I focus on Alisha behind him, trying not to jerk away from his touch.
“Good girl, such a good little pet. For so long, I have waited to see you begging on your knees for me,” Jake purrs, gripping my hair and jerking my head back. The sharp points of his fangs I have never noticed before jut out from beneath his bottom and top lip.
“Now, beg. Beg for her life, and I may consider letting her keep it,” he says as tears stream down my face.
Lexa growls furiously in my head. Then, the woman in the cage whimpers, and my eyes dart to her.
“And you’ll let her go, too?”
“I said no one else has to die today; I have yet to kill anyone. That is where your choice comes in, pet. Beg for Alisha’s life over hers.”
He smiles sadistically, and the woman chokes on her sob. I shake my head when Jake runs his finger down my cheek.
“So, who will it be? Alisha or Mary?” he purrs, and my eyes dart between Alisha and the woman.
“I’m sorry,” I choke out to her.
She breaks down, wailing, and Jake kicks her cage. She quiets while I try to figure out how I’ve never noticed he is a monster. Vampires are our mortal enemies, blood-sucking demons. We are taught about them in school, but I have never met one, and to find out I have been best friends with one for years and am now living with him sickens me.
Jake runs his thumb across my lips, tugging at the bottom one and exposing my teeth. “Now beg!”
Chapter
Twenty-Two
All night I lie frozen on the bed, naked. I can’t get the image of how he killed Mary out of my mind, and I am freezing since the blankets peel off me every time he tosses and turns. Lexa has spent all night sobbing in my head. While I’ve spent all night trying not to piss off the man who has Alisha locked in the cage beneath us in the basement. I feel trapped, and it makes my skin crawl as I wrack my brain, trying to figure out how I haven’t realized he is a vampire all this time.
The bed dips as Jake gets up to pee, and my breath hitches in my throat as he flicks the lamp on. I squint at the brightness and watch him wander to the bathroom before returning. However, before I can close my eyes, he sees I am awake. He crawls onto the bed and hovers over me. The chains around my wrists and ankles rattle as the bed moves. They feel heavy, and my shoulders ache from having my arms above my head all night.
“You’re awake?” he purrs, leaning down and kissing me.
Lexa’s hackles instantly rise, and I have to stifle the urge to growl and bite him. I remind myself that we will find a way out; we have to. My babies’ lives depend on it, and so does Alisha’s.
Jake licks and sucks my neck, his lips traveling downward when I feel a strange sensation roll over me. My legs open, and he chuckles, licking and sucking my breasts.
“You will enjoy it, Elena, you always do,” he growls, biting my nipple when I move under him, trying to get away. He growls, and that sensation rolls over me ten times harder. Tears spring in my eyes, finally recognizing what I’ve always thought to be attraction and lust. It isn’t us; it’s him. My hips lift, and a moan escapes my lips.
“Much better,” he purrs.
“I need to pee!” I blurt out, not knowing any other excuse to come up with.
Jake sits up and stares at me. He growls, annoyed, before reaching for the keys on the bedside table. He then unlocks my hands and feet.
