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And Strohass. He hadn’t been supposed to touch her. Shouldn’t have been allowed to. She was our woman, ours to touch, to punish, to pleasure, and to give pain if necessary. He shouldn’t have grabbed her chin and he most certainly wasn’t allowed to slap her.
But none of us could do anything. He was our superior, the one who had surrounded himself with his friends and allies, given them political and military power. Even though we’d earned our ranking as first battalion through blood and sweat, if he wanted to, he could just as easily take it away. Fucking bastard.
The law he’d talked about was a dead law. I hadn’t even heard it mentioned since ancient times. No Vakarrans used it. In fact, those in history that had were frowned upon and looked at with scorn.
Those men weren’t worthy of our respect and neither was Strohass. Bastard deserved to have his balls cut off and served to him on a fucking silver platter. I was usually calm, but my anger was boiling to the surface as I thought about Strohass walking away from us, cocky and sure of himself. I’d seen him stare at her. I’d seen his lust when he stared at her breasts and her clamped nipples, her bare legs, and her shaved pussy.
Fuck that.
Kira was our woman. Her body belonged to us. I wouldn’t stand for it.
Something had to be done. There was no way in hell the four of us would allow Strohass to claim our woman.
Kira was still out cold. It was time to come up with a plan.
“Men. It’s time to do something about Strohass,” I growled.
“Agreed,” all three said at once.
A semblance of a plan was beginning to grow in my mind. We knew our Kira and Strohass didn’t. I’d take advantage of that.
Chapter Twelve
Kira
I didn’t wake until the next morning. The lights came on and I blinked the sleep from my eyes with as much reluctance as I could muster. When I sat up and yawned, I flinched, the pain in my cheek and jaw overwhelming.
Oh, right. I’d been an idiot.
Everything came rushing back and I groaned, falling back and shutting my eyes. Let me go back to dreamland. My life had been way better there.
Ugh. My head hurt. Felt like a damned migraine.
What time was it? How soon till I was to be sent to Strohass? Why was I sleeping on the couch and not in our bed?
Nothing made sense. I wish this headache would go away.
The door slid open and Jax came inside the apartment. Had he gone somewhere?
He met my eyes and shook his head. I could almost hear my hopes crash on the floor as I realized that there was no getting out of what was to come next.
“Go bathe yourself quickly, Kira. The four of us want to spend the morning with you,” Jax said and I nodded softly. Biting my lip, I scooted off the couch and headed to the bathroom. I brushed my hair and my teeth and began to feel human again. I caught a glance of my face in the mirror and gasped at the purple bruise blossoming on my right cheek. My hand rose up to touch it and I winced when I applied just a little pressure.
Perfect.
I ran the shower and hopped inside. I washed myself, scrubbing of the grimy feeling of Strohass’ touch on my skin. I shivered.
I felt like I was preparing for my doom.
When I was finished in the restroom, I walked back out to the sitting room, where my Vakarran captors were waiting for me. There was a food box on the table, just like the one that had made me pizza the night before
Was this a last meal kind of thing?
Maybe.
I sat down and placed my palms to either side, thinking of the most scrumptious breakfast I could imagine. When I opened the lid, inside was a pile of Belgian waffles, eggs, bacon, and sausage. I licked my lips. Might as well go out in style, right?
No one said anything, but I could feel it in the air, knew they were upset. Did they actually care if I died? If I was really hurt?
