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I swear my heart skipped a beat. She couldn’t be talking about the order that Greg Sanders belonged to.Please let me be wrong.“Tell me about the masked ones.”
“We live to serve. We die to serve,” she responded, a tear slipping down her cheek.
No. Fuck! They found her. They fucking got to Heather.
My brain tried to think of when that could have been possible. She always had protection. No one left her alone.
Except for the night that I returned home. The same night that we made love in her bed. But she pushed me away when the sun rose, and it never made sense. Until now.
“Fuck, babe. I’m so sorry.”
Her breathing evened out, and I knew she no longer heard me.
“Whatever they told you, whatever threats they made, it won’t matter. I won’t let them hurt you. I swear it.”
That fucking cult had caused problems my entire life since my sixth birthday when one of their flock entered my home and decided he needed to commune with his god.
No one ever explained that meant sex with children.
Those sick fucks would pay for threatening Heather and forcing us apart.
I lowered my head and kissed her lightly on the lips. “I’ll make this right.”
Heather didn’t stir as I covered her with a blanket and snuck out of my room, locking the door behind me. I didn’t trust a single soul to keep her protected. I couldn’t. Not after the bombshell she dropped on me.
I knocked on Micah’s door, smirking when I heard him grunt.
“What the fuck do you want?” he yelled.
“I talked to our girl,” I shouted back.
I heard movement and clothes rustling before the door opened. A club girl rushed out, swiping across her lip as Micah buttoned his jeans. “I’m not gonna ask.”
“Don’t,” he growled.
I wondered what was going on and why he wasn’t with Abby.
Not important given the current circumstances.
“What did she say?”
“The Order got to her.”
Micah blinked. His mind processed what I said, and he turned around, walking inside his room as he reached for his cut, weapon, and phone. “We need to see Grim. Now.”
