Page 70 of Anarchy Chained: Alpha Thomas

No. Not him.

Them.

Which I can only assume is Prodigy. It makes me shudder even though the tub water is so hot, steam is still wafting up in hazy tendrils.

Don’t let them take me.

I’ll do my best.

He’s holding me. Carrying me. His arm around me protectively.

And then it’s gone.

I sink down into the water and wet my hair again. I stay like that, holding my breath, wanting that last part to come back, but I don’t dare wish for it.

Too many people can see inside me. I’ve always hated that part about being an illusionist. There’s no privacy when you have mentalists around. Cyan and Uzi are both mentalists.

I force myself to think of Uzi instead of Thomas. He’s always been a part of our lives. Iziah too. They aren’t twins like me and Cyan, just brothers. But they look enough alike that people assume.

We are a team. Been a team our whole lives. Iziah and I are illusionists. Uzi and Cyan are mentalists. We are perfectly matched. We are all linked, which means Cyan and Uzi can see inside Iziah and me.

But I wonder something as I sit in the tub and soak the ache from my muscles. I wonder how much Thomas saw of me. Because I feel his link. I feel his connection.

Sadie… Help me.

I feel… his pain.

“Cyan!” I yell, standing up in the tub. “Cyan!” I step out, grab a towel from the vanity, and wrap myself up.

The door flies open. Uzi is there. “What?” he asks, coming towards me. “What’s wrong?” His huge arm wraps around my body, pulling me close.

Sadie… Help me.

Cyan appears in the doorway. “What’s going on? Why are you screaming my name?”

“Where is he?” I ask, pushing Uzi away and slipping past Cyan. “He’s here. Somewhere. Where are you guys keeping him?”

“Who?” Cyan asks, grabbing my arm. “Where are you going?”

“The Alpha,” I say. “Thomas Brooks. He’s here. Where is he?”

“Why?” Uzi asks.

“Because he’s in pain, Uzi. He’s dying.”

Uzi laughs. “You know as well as I do, he can’t die.”

“You’re torturing him, aren’t you?”

“Sadie, just calm down.” Cyan still has a hold of my arm, but I yank it away.

“I want to see him. Right now. I want to make sure he’s OK.” I turn around just quick enough to catch Uzi and Cyan sharing a knowing glance. “Take me to him.”

“No,” Cyan says. “I’m not letting him get near you. He linked himself to you, didn’t he?”

I can’t deny it, so I don’t.

“Are you fucking kidding me right now?” Uzi asks. “Why the hell would you let that spawn of hell into your head?”