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“Don’t be a fucking cunt,” he says as he drags me up. “I told you a long time ago that it’s your actions that will dictate your treatment, so don’t piss me off.”
There’s a metallic taste in my mouth as I’m led into the house. The smell of old mold fills my nostrils and it takes a moment for my eyes to adjust to the limited light. Eli walks me over to a couch that looks like it was from the sixties and roughly pushes me down before moving around the room, lighting small lanterns.
It looks like it was once a nice place, but the years haven’t been kind to it and the overall impression is that of a derelict, rotting cabin.
“Don’t worry, it won’t be just us for long. We’re going to Europe; have you ever been to Europe, Vixen? I’ve found a new home for us. Run by a woman, some say, but I’m sure that’s all nonsense rumors. Regardless, anything will be better than the fucking asswipes that think they’re in charge of the Iron Elite. Their organization makes the human trade done by the Iron Elite look like child's play. Much more up to my speed, it seems. You look a little green, you alright, Vixen?”
Nausea does indeed rise in my gut at his words. It’s all happened so fast that the reality of what’s just happened finally kicks in, and I feel tears sting my eyes.
I’m in the middle of god knows where, in a fucking cabin, with a well-dressed psycho who calls me his Silver Vixen. A man who is bragging about finding a better trafficking organization.
The past weeks have been the most harrowing of my entire life. I’ve been bought, sold, and beaten, but somehow until now, I always believed it would end. I would get my normal life back, at some point at least. I’d be able to look back on the entire thing, maybe gaining some triggers and PTSD, but going home nonetheless.
Or maybe staying with Atlas.
There was a time I may have shoved that thought aside, but now I would give anything for my scarred protector.
I don’t know how we could ever work, but whatever sins he has, whatever bad things he has done, I know he isn’t a bad man.
My man.
Sitting here with Eli, I feel that bit of hope trickle out of me. Because heisa bad man.
I look up in time to see Eli barring the door with a new lock, putting the key into his pocket. He turns to me and smiles.
“We have a few days before we can move. So, what should we do first?”
41
Atlas
Hail to the King
Riot is more subduedthan I’ve ever seen him, and I wonder again at the whore who has apparently captivated him. He insisted on meeting Kill and Echo, though his ‘people’ are already looking for Eli, whatever that means. Fucking guy is an anomaly, but he gets shit done.
I pulled out a few chairs into the centre so we could watch every exit and entrance after I sent all of the other guards and people home. I know soon enough I’ll have to deal with shit for Phil, the poor loyal bastard, but I can’t do anything until I find Kinsey.
Can’t believe that fucking cocksucker actually had the gall to take her.
He’s been an Iron Elite lackey for so long, I can’t help but wonder what triggered all of this.
“Where the fuck would he go with her, though?”
“I’m working on it,” Riot answers, even though I wasn’t really asking, and actually didn’t mean to say it out loud. I look over at him typing furiously on his phone. “I think—”
A loud knock at the door interrupts him, and I stand and quickly make my way over. I frown when I open the door to see only Echo, though I peer behind her to look for Killian.
“Something came up with his mom,” she says through tight lips. “He’ll be here soon, but your message sounded urgent so I came.”
I give her a short nod and move aside to let her in.
I don’t particularly like her, and if not for Killian and my history, I’d never allow someone who's been so disrespectful to me to come into my place. As it stands, they are the only two people I’ve ever heard of who went up against any of the Iron Elite, and may be willing to help.
Because when I find Eli, I won’t be giving him back to Ivor. My knuckles crack at the thought of getting that fucker in my hands.
“How long has she been gone?” Echo asks as we walk across the warehouse.
“This morning.”
