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“I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Mia pleaded. “What are you talking about ‘stealing orgasms?’”
“You know what we’re talking about, woman!” thundered the Elder with the deep voice. “We’re talking abouttouchingyourself—touching the areas that only your husband should have access to!”
It seemed to Mia as though time was folding back on itself. The voices from her memory were getting louder and it was getting harder to distinguish the present from the past.
“You know what you did was wrong…you know you’ll go to Hell for it. You know what a filthy, disgusting, dirty girl you’ve been…”
“I didn’t,” she whispered, trying not to cry. “I haven’t—I swear!”
“Listen to her lie and lie!” the deep voiced Elder exclaimed. “If you’ve never touched yourself illegally, as you claim, then how do you explainthis?”
Suddenly the large screen at the back of the stage lit up, as it had the day before when they were watching the Informational vid. But to Mia’s horror, this was no vid—it was a bird’s eye view of her in the bathroom—in the bathtub to be exact. And she was both touching herself and using the handle hairbrush as she tried desperately to come.
The shame was too much at this point. Mia crumpled in her captor’s hands, sagging so that it was all they could do to hold her upright.
“Do you think you can explain away these lewd and disgusting actions?” the Elder with the deep voice thundered. “We caught you on the cam—touching yourself—violatingyourself—without your husband’s permission or knowledge.What do you have to say for yourself?”
“Do you know what a filthy girl you’ve been? Do you know how disgusting it is, what you’ve done? Can you comprehend the level of sin you’ve committed?”whispered the voices from her past.
“I’m sorry…I’m sosorry!”Mia cried, trying to answer both sets of voices at once. She felt as though her mind was breaking—the shame was like a load of heavy boulders someone had placed on her back. She couldn’t carry it any longer—the weight kept getting heavier and she could feel herself giving way under the strain.
On the screen in front of her, the images of her touching herself played over and over for anyone to see. Her shame was exposed—as exposed as Mia was herself, standing naked on the stage surrounded by prying, accusing eyes…
And then a voice from the darkness beyond the stage demanded,
“What thefuckdo you think you’re doing to my wife?”
FORTY-EIGHT
SEV
Sev was fucking horrified by what he saw when he stepped into the darkened antechamber. Mia was naked on the stage, surrounded by hooded figures. She was being held by two of them—they were gripping her arms tightly and holding them out from her body so that she was completely exposed.
Her head was hanging down, the tendrils of her long hair hiding her eyes but when she looked up, Sev could see that she was crying. The look of pain and shame in her sweet face tore at his heart and the thought that these bastards had been hurting her—possiblyraping her,whispered a furious voice in his head—filled his entire being with hatred and the need for revenge.
A bloody curtain dropped over his vision, painting everything crimson. It was the first symptom of Rage—the berserker state all Kindred warriors go into when they think their female is being hurt or threatened. Sev knew this because of the many Rage-killings he’d investigated while working at the Tampa PD’s HKR division, but he had never expected to experience the altered mental state himself.
But the thought of these bastards hurting the woman he loved—the woman he had Claimed in every way but one—was too much for Sev. He could feel his body changing—growing larger. He could feel his horns sharpening and his skin growing redder and hotter as the Dae’mon part of him came fully out into the open.
“Youdareto touch my wife!” His voice was an enraged roar—barely intelligible as the male protector inside him came forth with a vengeance. “I’ll fuckingkill you!You’re all going to die!”
He charged the stage…only to find five or six blasters pointed at his chest.
“Enough, Brother Severith!” a deep voice shouted. “There’s no need to be angry—none of us have touched your wife in a sexual or inappropriate manner.”
“Then why the fuck is shenaked?”Sev demanded thickly. He was struggling with himself—struggling with the Rage that was trying to completely overcome his sanity. His vision was still bloody and with every fiber of his being he wanted to rip the males that were hurting his female apart!
But the blasters loomed large in his vision. He could take a single shot or two and keep going, as long as they didn’t hit vital organs, but he couldn’t help Mia if he was shot multiple times at once and killed. Breathing deeply, he tried to de-escalate but it was hard…so fuckinghard.
“Your wife is naked because she denied her sins—her shame had to be exposed. But none of us has touched her,” the Elder with the deep voice said. “Gentlemen, let him into the circle—let him see that his wife is unharmed.”
Chairs were scooted aside and Sev was allowed to pass with the wary Elders still holding their blasters on him. He reached Mia at last—the two who had been holding her had dropped her arms and stepped prudently away. She was trembling all over—trying to cover herself with her hands.
Sev stripped off his shirt and put it around her.
“Here, baby,” he said, putting her arms through the holes and buttoning it up swiftly. “Here, it’s okay. I’m with you—I’m here now. Did they hurt you? Did they touch you? Did they—” But the words stuck in his throat and he couldn’t get them out.
“N-no.” But the word came out in a broken whisper and she wouldn’t meet his eyes.
