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“Knox, restrain her.”
I take off in the other direction, and luckily, I’ve had enough practice at running in heels. The pounding of feet splits the air, and I look over my shoulder, panicking as I see him charging after me like a linebacker. I pump my arms and legs faster to pick up speed, and I feel like I’m The Flash as I weave my way between the parked cars in the lot. A roar fills the air and I’m flying forward, the ground coming at me fast before I know what’s happening. A body slams into me as I hit the ground, and I scream as pain radiates throughout my body. It feels like an elephant is sitting on me.
“Get your fat ass off me,” I bellow, pushing at the cunt while Knox grins down at me savagely. He grabs my arms as I slap and scratch anywhere I can. He snarls again as I manage to get a good one on his eye, and I smile internally when I see blood begin to well up to the surface.
“D, bring me a chair and rope,” he bellows as he sits on my chest, pinning my arms beneath his legs. “She’s just tried to take my eye out.”
I hear the other two laugh, and I keep fighting to try and move the dead weight, even though I know it’s no use. I’m not one to give up. “Help!”
I see people on the street, and I start screaming my head off with everything that I have. A couple stop as the man comes over to see what’s happening.
“Everything’s okay, sir?”
My cousin has escaped from the institute and we’re trying to take her back,” Frost says with a friendly smile on his face. “She really shouldn’t be out her with her delusions.” The man nods his head and looks at me with sympathy as I start screaming louder, fighting with all my strength, but the fight begins to dissipate when I see them head further away from us.
The bastard climbs off my chest, holding me in place with his hand on my stomach. He grins as he grips me by the throat, lifting me off the floor and practically choking from the grip. He drops me, and I wail as I hit something solid. I register the arms of the chair first as I try to run, but two more pairs of hands hold me in place as they wrap tape around my wrists and ankles to keep me seated.
“I’ll kill you all in your fucking sleep,” I scream. “Let me go!”
Knox steps into view with a savage grin on his face as he pulls a strip of tape off with his teeth, slapping it over my mouth to shut me up.
“That’s better,” he laughs, and the other two look at him with wide eyes. “I was not sitting in the car with her screaming like a banshee. You can put her in the back of the truck.” They secure me to the back of the truck, and I try my best to scream through the tape to chew them out. But when it doesn’t have the desired effect, they just laugh at me.
We make it a block before they pull over, and tears stream down my face from the wind as they floored it. If I hadn’t been strapped in, I would have rolled out of the back. I see the doors open and they get out, laughing. They move out of sight for a second and then they come to the back, but they aren’t alone. Another guy is with them, looking at me with a smirk on his face. A gorgeous blonde girl comes into view and frowns as she sees me.
“Why the fuck is she tied to the bed of your truck?” She whirls around on the guys and they all look at her sheepishly.
“She wouldn’t shut up wailing!” Knox protests. “I wasn’t listening to her screaming like that the whole way.”
“And you didn’t think it would be a good idea to let her know what was happening, so, ya’ know, she may not have reacted like that?” They look to one another like the thought never crossed their mind, and my sounds are muffled as my anger spikes. She climbs up onto the back of the truck, and I stop trying to break free of my bindings as she steps up to me with her palms in the air. “Hey, it’s okay, we’re not gonna hurt you,” she coos like she’s talking to a wild animal. “I’m Bo.”
She pulls the tape off my mouth and I scream as it takes some of my skin off with it. “Motherfucker!” I roar as the split skin starts to sting.
“What’s your name?” she asks.
I look her up and down, surprised. This is the girl who terrifies all the men in this place?
“Clearly you know my name because your psycho boyfriends bought me like a mail order bride,” I spit. “What’s the matter, sweetie, getting too tired to deal with all the testosterone?”
“Watch your mouth, bitch!” she booms, gripping hold of my chin and tipping the chair onto its back legs. “We’ve just saved your ass from a life of servitude, so show some appreciation.”
“No, you dumb cunt,” I throw back savagely between my teeth. “You’ve just changed my view.” She quirks a brow, confusion clear on her face. Having no choice and say in what happens with your life, it doesn’t matter how often the view changes, the bars holding me in are still the same.
14
KYLO
“You know I’ve got your back, man, with whatever you do, but this shit you’ve got going on with Sam needs to stop,” Brantley gripes as he paces back and forth in the kitchen.
I don’t bother listening, he’s been at it since we got back to the house. Honestly, I’m still pissed she set my tires on fire. Who the fuck does that? I stab the knife against the chopping block and study how the blade penetrates the wood. Brantley’s still animated as he paces, and I can see his mouth moving, but nothing comes out. It’s like everything is on silent mode and it’s so damn peaceful. My phone dances across the countertop, drawing my attention to it, my eyes hitting my hairline as I swipe open the message.
Bo:
You best be on your own. We’re on our way over with a wildcat in tow, your brother has done something. We’ll explain when we get there.
“Brantley?”I say his name as I read the message again. What the fuck has he done this time? I don’t like how the message sounds one bit. My stomach twists as thoughts race through my mind. “Frost and Bo are on their way.”
“Yep, I’m out,” he says, grabbing his stuff and heading toward the door. I feel like a massive dick booting him out like this, but he really doesn’t like Frost. He says Bo seems okay from the stories he’s heard and everything, and I told him about what went down at Black Frost, but there is definitely hatred for my twin. “We hanging out over the break?”
