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The voices of my captors grow fainter as they converse in hushed tones, discussing their plans and their purpose. It becomes clear that they believe I am part of some group they are rounding up. The questions in my mind multiply. Who are they looking for? What is this meet-up site they keep mentioning? And what will happen to me there? It seems like they have a case of mistaken identity. I’m not part of any group.
I must think of a way to get myself out of this mess. The satin bag over my head obscures my vision, but I can feel the rough texture of it against my skin. If I can just find the right moment, the right opportunity, I might be able to free myself from this makeshift blindfold.
But for now, I bide my time, keeping my breathing steady and my mind sharp. There’s something deeply unsettling about this situation, and I can’t help but fear that I’ve stumbled into something far more sinister than I could have ever imagined.
All too soon, the journey comes to an end. I can only guess our arrival based on the cacophony of sound around me. It’s loud, and I can feel the spray of water on my skin. It drenches me until I’m soaked through as if we’re behind a waterfall. My imagination races, trying to make sense of the situation.
Finally, I’m lowered onto what feels like a surprisingly plush chair. My hands are deftly fastened behind me, and the cloth is pulled away from my head, revealing my surroundings.
The first face I see sends a jolt of shock through me. It’s a face from my past, one I thought I’d left behind long ago.
Kit Harrison.
What the hell?
My high school bully, Kit, stands before me.
His expression is a mix of surprise and satisfaction as if he’s been waiting for this moment for a long time. I can hardly believe my eyes. What in the world is he doing here? I haven’t seen him since our high school days, and I’ve never wanted to. I escaped him and never planned on going back, and certainly not like this. Whatever this is.
But here he is.
Memories of my high school days flood back, memories of torment and humiliation at the hands of Kit and his friends. I had thought I’d escaped that nightmare, but now he’s back, and I have no idea what role he plays in this bizarre and unsettling situation. If he’s here though, it definitely won’t be good for me.
Is he here to throw me in the pool again? Or to make everyone call me Sandy because of the time he and his friends buried me in the beach? Fuck, it was so horrible. It makes my chest tighten with nerves. I’m back to being that poor high school girl all over again. The one who hated being tormented, but who had an annoying crush on her tormentor…
To make things a million times worse, he looks even better now than he used to. Rusty hair, that is now a little longer and hangs in his hazel-colored eyes. Abs to die for, because of course he doesn’t have a top on, to torment me further. He’s tanned now, which only makes his freckles stand out more. He’s heart achingly gorgeous, which makes it really hard to look at him.
I hate him, yet I’m still thinking about him. I still kinda want him, like an idiot. Even as I’m tied to a chair in front of him.
Fear and confusion grip me as I try to make sense of the pieces of this twisted puzzle. Kit’s presence only deepens the mystery, leaving me to wonder what kind of world I’ve been thrust into and what awaits me in the dark and uncertain future.
Fuck. My. Shitty. Luck.
THREE
KIT
“Well, fuck me, Maddox, this is not the woman I thought you were going to bring into this war.” I let out a loud laugh, tossing my head back. I just met my new alpha this morning in the forbidden forest and I immediately got a strange vibe from him. I don’t know what is going on in that man’s mind. I have to admit I’m even more confused now but excited too.
“Well, I had to pick someone,” Maddox says with a wry smile as he shrugs his shoulders. He stands there, leaning against a gnarled tree, his sharp green eyes studying Mahalia intently.
“And how do you know Mahalia?”
“I’m his student,” Mahalia barks in Maddox’s place, her words spitting out through gritted teeth. “He’s my professor. Which makes all of this really weird. Why the hell have you kidnapped me and brought me here?”
Maddox snorts and says nothing. I can tell that he’s used to Mahalia’s sassy attitude. I wonder if she’s rubbed him the wrong way, the same way she used to me in high school. I just didn’t want to admit at the time that I wanted to fuck her brains out, which is why she annoyed me so much. I didn’t though, instead I simply tormented her.
He’s clearly not going to tell her why she’s here, which is funny. I don’t think the pack elders would like this, I don’t think this is what they had in mind when they said that he could pick out the woman needed for our mating round.
“You’re looking good,” I declare instead, running my hungry eyes up and down her body. “It’s been a long time, hasn’t it? But you’ve grown well.”
My God, she’s grown even more beautiful over the years. Her curves have filled out, accentuating her body in all the right ways. Her face, while slightly haggard and flushed with anger, is stunning in its radiant hatred of me. I’ve always had a soft spot for a fiery spirit.
I can hardly contain my amusement as I watch her fume in silence. The years have done nothing to dampen her fierce spirit, and it’s a sight to behold. Mahalia’s presence here is unexpected, to say the least, and it adds an intriguing twist to our plans.
“Shame the same can’t be said for you,” she growls back, which only makes me laugh some more. She was the only one who bit back, which me and my friends loved in high school.
“Right, sure.” I flex my muscles at her. “I’ve definitely not bloomed.”
