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“No. No, please she’ll kill you.”
“No.” He paused. “No, Rayne, Jasmine will never kill me.”
“But you don’t negotiate. You said that.”
“True,”he stated.
His eyes briefly went to mine and there was nothing in him that suggested he was submitting. I saw in his cold eyes that held discernible power.
He stopped in front of us.
“Turn around. Hands behind your back,” Jasmine said.
He did without hesitation.
Jasmine let me go and pointed her fingers at Waleron as the white webs wrapped around his wrists. Then she grabbed him by the shoulder and spun him around to face her, a slow, sensual smile on her lips. “Mmmm, finally. You, my love, are in for a treat.”
My stomach cramped as I thought of what could only be Jasmine’s idea of a treat.
She slithered up to him, her lips a breath away from his mouth. “I have a new place for us. One you’ll never be able to escape.”
The snake tattoo’s eyes blazed bright red and slithered up over his ear then disappeared behind his neck. “Release her from the collar,” Waleron ordered.
Jasmine sighed. “I could get you to do anything if I keep her.”
Liam strode across the room. “And they won’t give me Abby without releasing her.” He grabbed the necklace around Jasmine’s neck and yanked. The leather snapped and he pulled the key from the locket and slid it into the prong collar’s latch at the front of my neck. It clicked and the collar released. He tossed it to the floor.
I sagged against the chains, every muscle straining from remaining paralyzed for over an hour. God, Roarke had been kept like this for days. No, weeks.
Liam glared at Waleron. “Where’s Abigail?”
Balen appeared in the open doorway, Abby beside him with what looked like a tiger guarding her. There was a thin string of light connecting Balen and the tiger.
He dropped his hand from Abby’s shoulder and she hissed and sneered at him. The tiger swiped at her with his paw and she darted out of his way.
“Abigail, come,” Liam ordered.
She walked across the room toward Liam, but there was a shift in the emotions, the sudden alert of danger as heartbeats escalated. I didn’t know what was happening, but I felt it all around me.
Waleron stiffened and his gaze went from the girl to the staircase.
“Damien,” Waleron shouted. “No.”
The Scar dropped from the second floor and landed in front of Abby, blocking her path to Liam.
No way in hell was I allowing this to go down. Abby was not becoming Liam’s slave.
I reached out to her and she flinched. “Abbs.” She shook her head and looked from me to Liam then back again. The draw to Liam and his blood would overpower her whether she wanted it to or not.
“You bastard,” Liam roared.
“Damien, move away from her,” Waleron ordered.
I ignored him, my focus on Abby, but ready to react if Liam attacked. A tear slipped from her right eye and trailed a wet path down her cheek before dripping off the edge of her jaw.
“The promise,” she said, her voice a scratchy whisper. “Damien, please. Before it’s… too late.”
