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If Alistair is going to eventually fuck me anyway, why not manipulate the situation in a way that will give me what I desire most: my sister’s safety.
There are plenty of empty buildings in the city that would be easy to fortify. He could take her to one and bring her necessities in exchange for…my body on the regular.
I pour a cup of coffee, taking a long sip as my plan begins to coalesce.
* * *
ALISTAIR
Walking through the chow hall, I try to ignore the tittering of the gathered women. Every day, the darkness within me grows. The bitter resentment of being coupled with someone who absolutely loathes me.
It’s not that I blame her for not wanting to fulfill her role. I get it. She’s young and I’m sure she had dreams before the world went to shit, but the way she treats me with such contempt has made me a stooge.
I’m not sure the extent of what she’s been through. She hasn’t talked about it with anyone that I know of. Whatever time she spent at that damn club must have scarred her deeply.
If only I’d been on the opposite side of the room and Dane had been the one to get to her first. Then I wouldn’t be in this situation and Britney would know what a true asshole looks like.
I hate that I’ve become like this. Back when the world was right, I never had a problem finding women on account of my good looks and personality. Heck, more than once I brought multiple women home from the bar and they always left with smiles on their faces.
My tongue skills are unparalleled.
That the woman I’ve claimed feels such pure hatred for me is nonsensical.
I haven’t even touched her!
Every night, she sleeps in a bed, belly full, safe from the outside world while I’m stuck on the couch, dick in hand, dreaming of her coming to me, begging me to do all kinds of naughty things to her.
But the life she led before coming to the Keep must have broken her. Perhaps it’s the men she was with, or maybe she just doesn’t like sex.
Heck, she could be a lesbian.
I open the door to the command post, inwardly groaning when I see Cole, Atticus, Caspian, Gage, and Hunter seated around the table.
“Where do you want me today?”
“That depends,” Cole returns.
“On?”
“Whether you’re single.”
Caspian is wearing a cocksure grin, letting me know it’s him who’s made a play for Britney.
A part of me wants him to take her off my hands, so I can get busy finding someone else less repulsed by me. But I made Britney a promise, and I aim to keep it.
“Britney is mine,” I say, glaring at the opportunist.
“You’re still trying to make that work?” Caspian scoffs.
“Jesus Christ—she’s only eighteen years old and the trauma she’s endured is enough for five lifetimes.”
“You know the mission,” Cole says in a harsh tone.
“Breed them bitches raw,” Caspian snickers.
Gage gives him a side eye that suggests he’s stooped to a level of crassness that not even he is capable of, which says something.
All I have to say is:‘Fine, take her’,and my problem is solved. No more nights spent beating my meat, knowing I may never get to have sex again. Instead, I’ll be out on the streets searching for a more reasonable piece of ass. Heck, a few days of dealing with Caspian and she’ll probably beg to come back to me.
