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I growl under my breath, hearing that cunt shout for her like a fucking animal really makes me want to cut out his tongue.
“Kylo, let me go,” she says, her voice quieter than it was before. It’s like as soon as she heard him, the fight left her. The thought of that hits me in the gut and I really don’t like it.
“Fine, but this isn’t over, Shadow.” I release my hold and step back, leaving her standing alone, panting, and wide eyed as the crowd swallows me. I keep moving, not taking my eyes off her, but I know she can’t see me now.
Warrick turns up finally, finding her with flushed cheeks. My blood boils as she drops her chin and nods solemnly. I can’t tell because of the noise, and I’m too far away, but it looks as though he’s shouting at her. He grips her again, dragging her from my line of sight.
Trying to find them, I push my way through the crowd and burst out through the front door, just as I see him shove her into the back of the car, screaming at her. I make a move and the car takes off, screeching out onto the road before I can get to them.
There’s one thing I know now, if I find out he’s hurt her in any way, he’s dead.
4
SAM
“Ican’t believe you acted like that at the fucking party,” Warrick’s voice screeches from the driver seat. “Do you have any idea how you made me look tonight?”
“Where are we going?” I ask, completely ignoring his outburst, the trees whizzing past us as he drives at breakneck speed. My unease grows as he grinds his teeth, the trees surrounding us getting denser the further away we get from the party.
“Your father will be hearing about how much of a little slut you are for Kylo. Wow, I never imagined you to be one of the desperate bitches you despise so much,” he says, his knuckles white on the wheel.
“Warrick, where the fuck are we going?” Panic begins to fill me as he stays silent, attention firmly on the road. His words play on repeat in my head as my breathing becomes choppy, my palms become slick with sweat. No. No. No.He wouldn’t…
A heavy weight feels like it’s crushing my chest as blackness swims at the edges of my vision. I try to breathe through my nose like the doctor told me to when this happens, but it’s not helping, I feel like I’m drowning.
“Why do you always have to act like a slut?” I wince as my father’s voice screams through my mind. “Why can you never do as I fucking taught you!” The memory plays, and I shudder as the resounding crack fills the air, making me jump.
“Stop the car,” I screech, my mind lurching back into the present. Warrick’s head snaps to me, his face twisted in anger. “Warrick, stop the fucking car.”
He ignores me, but I feel the car begin to pick up speed. Horror fills me when I see we’re closer to my house than I realized, the panic attack must have taken me out of action for longer than I thought. I grab the door handle, taking a breath before jumping out of the car. I pull the handle and nothing, the door doesn’t open. I pull harder, my panic building again as Warrick grins at me with a savage smile.
Oh shit! No.
I scramble to try and climb into the back of the car, when I’m thrown against the dash and windshield. The impact has me crying out in pain as the sound of the screeching brakes dies down. Warrick jumps out, locking the door behind him so I’m left watching as he rounds the car to the passenger side.
I try to jump over to the driver’s side, but the door is thrown open and he grabs hold of my ankles. I kick and cuss with everything I am, my body twisting at awful angles and my muscles scream in pain, but I don’t give a fuck. Clawing at him anywhere I can get my nails, I continue to fight him, and the look in his eyes turning monstrous as he stares savagely. I scream as I’m yanked out of the car, my back hitting the road with a thud, the pain shooting up my spine bringing tears to my eyes.
“You’ll learn one way or another, Sam, what I expect of you as my future wife,” he roars, he pulls on my legs and I scream. The sounds ring through the night air, and I’d be surprised if no one heard it. The asphalt cuts into my back and he continues to pull me across the ground. Pieces of gravel cut into my skin like little shards of glass, the pain sharp and when I hear the click of something, my heart begins pounding in my chest. Twisting around, I grab at the road, trying to get a hold of something… anything, my nails splitting as I scream, the tips of my fingers becoming bloody.
A hand wraps around my throat from behind and I scream louder, the grip tightening to cut the sound off, and I gurgle trying to get air. I’m pulled from the ground, my eyes blurry from the tears that are threatening to fall. When my gaze connects with Warrick’s, I startle at the terrifying darkness within his eyes. His nostrils flare, and his face is red from the exertion.
I may be terrified, but I’ll never stop fighting, and I slap at his face as a feral sound passes his lips. He throws me, and my scream is silent as my arms flay, trying to grab something as I free fall through the air. My back hits something solid, and I cry out again at the abuse my body is feeling as he looks down at me, rage clear on his face. My eyes widen when I realize why the space feels confined, the edges of the trunk taunting me.
“Warrick?” I say with a plea, the fight instantly leaving my body as he stands over me. Fuck, fuck, fuck he’s finally lost it. I’ve finally pushed him too far, and I’m not ready to die yet. I lean up to touch him, trying to placate him from whatever his crazy ass brain is cooking up. When he slams the trunk lid down, and I’m plunged into darkness, I scream and batter the metal with my hands. My fighting instinct has kicked in once more.
The engine rumbles to life and my screams grow louder, my pounding more urgent, and the tires crunch on the gravel as the car flies forward. The blackness that was on the edges of my vision from the panic attack, spreads like a wildfire, swallowing me into its depths as I roll with the movement of the car, slamming into the back of my confined space.
* * *
A sharp painspreads across my cheek and I hiss a desperate sound, the feeling of something holding me down has me fighting with my brain to get it working, but I stay within the confines of the black shadows keeping me covered.
“You need to learn to control my daughter yourself, Warrick,” my father’s voice booms, making me wince at the anger in his tone.
“How do you expect me to do that, Whitlock, when she has her eyes set on the other Frost brother?” His nasally whine has me grinding my teeth.
“Watch who you’re talking to, boy,” my father snaps, before something crashes somewhere, and a weird tinkling sound can be heard that has me straining to hear in the darkness. Another pain shoots through my scalp, and my scream fills the air, but the sound is strained, my throat dry as the Sahara.
“Wake the fuck up,” the voice sounds clearly this time, and another pain fires across my face. “Wake up, you useless little slut.”
