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What was that about?
Shrugging, I move inside the bedroom. “Look, she’s all ready for us,” a familiar voice has the hair along my body standing up. My body stiffens with my spiked nerves.
My eyes land on Rome and Michael from the hunting group. Rome sits on my bed, legs spread while his little guard stands over his shoulder. Both have sets of hungry eyes on me. My fist grabs the end of the towel and I pull it tighter around me. My eyes drop to Rome’s open legs and noticed his hard rising bulge. “What—what can I do for you?”
“Oh?” Rome stands, towering over me as he gets closer. “All proper now, huh?” He reaches out for me, and I flinch, waiting to be hit. But instead, his finger moves the wet curl from my bronze shoulder. Somehow, that was slightly worse. “Get dressed, we have somewhere to be.”
I wait for him to move, but he stays put. “Are you going to—”
“No, get dressed. I don’t need you running off without me.”
What was he planning on doing to me? I glance at Michael who smirks at me, caressing his gun like a cat.
“Get fucking dressed… If I have to tell you one more time, I’ll—”
I push from around him and move to the closet. My body vibrates with nervousness as I move closer to it. Fumbling with the knobs of the door, I slowly pull it open. Their eyes burn into me as slowly I get changed without showing them much of anything.
When I’m done, I twist around to see Rome right behind me. I jolt, looking up at him. “Let’s get going, princess. You’re wasting our time.”
The two shifters sandwiched me, Rome leading the way out. Most of the women in the halls are whispering amongst themselves and watching us.
“—sacrifice.” I hear one of them mutter.
My spine stiffens. If this was me getting sacrificed, wouldn’t it have been different? Warren would have come and got me.
They shove me into the back of the Jeep and that’s when I finally see Willow. Her green eyes widen, and she drops the bags she’s carrying. In a panic, she turns around and rushes back to where she came from.
Probably to tell Warren, right? She would… tell them about this… Right? Warren would stop this…
My hope dwindles as we get further away from the community. I’ve never been this far from everything. That place has been my birthplace all of my life.
After about thirty minutes, the jeep finally stops. I wait until both Rome and Michael get out, but they don’t wait for me. Rome pulls me from the car and slams me against the side with a thud. Fear rushes into me like a heat wave. His knee spreads my legs as his body is pressed flush against mine. “Have you ever had a man this close to you?” he whispers against my face.
I wiggle my hands between us and try to press my palms against his chest to push him back. “Rome, stop it.”
His face twists with anger as he stares down at me. “How could someone as low as you not want someone like me?”
I swallow. Why did I have to anger him? My heart pounds against my chest and I try so hard to wiggle from Rome’s arms, but he’s so much stronger than I am.
“Why are you being so difficult?” Growling like his wolf, Rome throws me on the floor, like I weigh nothing, reeling back and punching me in the cheek. My head jerks against the ground as pain flares through my whole body.
I reach up, grabbing my cheek then my bleeding head. “Are you going to…?” my voice is small and quiet.
“Hurt you?” he chuckles, reaching down and grabbing my arms. He throws me over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes. “Yes… maybe not, if you gave me what I wanted.”
I blink. “I-I thought I was being sacrificed.”
He chuckles, shoulder’s rumbling with it. “No. You’re whore of a friend made sure to suck my father’s cock, so he wouldn’t sacrifice you.”
I freeze. Was he talking about Willow? I wasn’t going to sacrifice… So, what was this?
“But I didn’t get my dick sucked… maybe you will be the offering to the monster.”
My heart thuds as he throws me against the forest floor deeper into the woods from the Jeep. Pain erupts through my back like bolts of lightning. My brows pull as I try to sit up but put his muddy boot against my chest. It pushes me further into the mud.
“Take her clothes off of her,” Rome orders.
Panic sets in and I try to inch myself away as tears prick my eyes. I may be a virgin, but I’m not stupid about what is about to happen.
