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Summer
“Shit!” I hopped on one foot, yanking the stick caught in my shoe, then tossed it. Like Hansel and Gretel, I was accidentally leaving a breadcrumb path—starting with my shoes.
There was no way I could run in them out in the marsh—the only place I could think of where we’d be far away from Callie’s hearing.
What was taking him so long?
I’d made it further than expected—past the back of the house and towards the edge of the property before I heard Rook’s footsteps behind me.
Yelping, I picked up speed.
Lungs burning.
Heart pumping.
Arms swinging.
Anticipation and adrenaline surging through me.
Oh God.
Swerving, I sprinted towards the woods, looking for the perfect hiding place.
The sound of a stick snapping was right behind me.
He was so close!
“When I catch you, you won’t walk for a week!” he called out.
“Eek!” I shrieked, running so fast I thought my lungs would just plop out of my chest.
The man didn’t even sound out of breath.
I was going to have to take up exercising just to keep up with him—I could still feel the aches and pains from yesterday.
I clearly couldn’t out-race him. Changing course, I raced towards a smaller-size magnolia. I began to climb. I only got a few branches up when large hands wrapped around my waist. He jerked me to him, throwing me over his shoulder.
He’d taken off his shirt and shoes, and on his head…
Were the stag horns from the initium.
I kicked and scratched and pounded his back but it did nothing to him.
Yanking my dress up, his hand went to my ass, spanking it.
“Be good, Summer.” He spanked it again. “Take your punishment like a good girl.” Then he ripped my underwear down my legs, tossing it to the side.
Oh god.
I was already wet. Burning for what was to come.
He marched me—not back to the house, but towards the back gardens. When he put me down, we were—on dad’s grave.
“What are you doing?” I squealed, horrified.
He knelt behind me, holding me upright by my neck. “Showing Douglass what I’m about to do to his little girl.”
I choked on my spit, but he was already hauling my dress over my head.
