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I shivered from Thane’s nickname for me on this man’s lips. Pure revulsion sent another wave of bile up my throat. I swallowed it down before I spewed it all over the asshole’s white lab coat.
“You want to know why I went into heat?” I sassed back. “Because Antondruggedme. Except that’s not shocking to you, is it? Seeing as you’re the one who most likely supplied him with the Anoravel.”
He adjusted his glasses, his expression turning hard and hateful. “Your accusation doesn’t require a response, but even if it were true—and I’m not saying it is—that heat would have hit you weeks ago. These hormone levels were far more recent.”
I clamped my mouth shut, lips pressing into a thin line. Arguing with this man was pointless. He wouldn’t listen.
He didn’t give a rat’s ass what Anton had done or the ramifications, and he obviously had no interest in hearing about an Omega on the run, suffering through a forced heat. He didn’t care that I’d found my pack—my perfect scent matches—or that being around such incredible men had kicked me into a second heat so quickly after my first abated.
Those memories were mine. They were all I had left, and I wouldn’t taint them by sharing the details with the likes of him.
“Unfortunately, there’s nothing you can say that will change the facts, Demi Leigh,” Doctor Jenkins chastised. “You’re spoiled goods. I know it. Pack Silver knows it. Your father knows it. It incredibly disappointed him to learn of the shame you’ve brought upon his good name.”
Wait…. My father knew? He knew and hadn’t tried to rescue me from this hell? Obviously, he wasn’t an upstanding person since he’d sold me to Anton, but hearing of his utter abandonment hurt more than I’d expected.
“You’re nothing but a disgraced Omega now,” Doctor Jenkins continued without missing a beat. “You don’t know how great you had it, but there’s no undoing your mistakes. Your fate is sealed.”
I swallowed, trying to figure out what he meant. “You could let me go,” I rasped, appealing to the doctor’s better nature. Surely he wasn’t born evil.
The door opened with an ominous creak, followed by the all-to-familiar sound of dress shoes clicking against the floor. I traced the shiny black oxfords up to a pair of dark grey slacks, a finely tailored jacket, and a crisp button-down until I was staring into Anton’s glacial eyes.
“It’s far too late for that, pet.” His smirk was brutal and ruthless. “If only you’d behaved, you would have had everything—the power and prestige of an influential pack. Children to raise, and well-endowed Alphas to bed. Instead, you turned out to be nothing more than a whore willing to spread her legs for any scum with a knot.”
It was stupid. I knew that before I did it, but it didn’t stop me from surging from the table and spitting on Anton. It dripped down his cheek as his eyes went murderous.
The man had raped me. Attacked me. Destroyed me. I wanted to tear him down, to do so much more than just spit on him, but it was a start.
His glare sliced me into ribbons while he ripped out his pocket square and mopped his face clean. “You always were an unruly horse that needed breaking.”
My chin jutted up insolently. “Fuck. You.”
Anton balled his fists, crushing the fabric, and took a barely restrained step closer.
The door opened and Huck and Reed’s scents washed over me, making me want to gag.
Huck’s hand landed on Anton’s shoulder, holding him back. “Don’t damage the merchandise. It’s not worth it.”
“Merchandise?” I questioned rebelliously.
Anton’s entire demeanor shifted, somehow turning more dangerous and predatory. A victorious glint shone in his eyes.
“Why yes, my little pet.” He stepped into my space and gripped my arm, yanking me closer until his breath fanned over my face. Revulsion and anger mixed into a wicked storm that raged within me. “You’re a business venture that’s gone south, but you should know that I never cut my losses. I don’t lose, and Ialwaysrecoup my investment.”
two
DEMI
Anton’s gripon my arm bruised as he led me down a long hallway. Everything was sterile, with white tile floors, grey walls, and an antiseptic smell. There was nothing distinguishing about the place other than the notable lack of windows and the bright fluorescent lights that were poor replacements for the sun.
Doorways were dispersed at even intervals, each one closed, just as mine had been for the last two weeks. I couldn’t help but wonder where they led. Were there other small, prison-like rooms behind them? What the hell was this place? And more importantly, what had Anton meant when he saidmerchandise?
You have to get out of here.
I squirmed as I was practically dragged down the corridor, doing my best to stall and come up with a plan. It was futile. I was too weak from everything I’d been through, but I’d be damned if I made whatever Pack Silver had planned any easier.
Using what little strength I had left, I fought back. Despite how my shoulder ached, I tried to loosen Anton’s grip. And if that didn’t work, well, at least if he was going to drag me out of here, he’d have toactuallydrag me.
“If I were you, I’d choose to behave,” he threatened with a low hiss. “Or would you rather I drugged you again?”
