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I don’t even want to look at my stomach, chest, or hips. I know the skin is shredded. Why he spared my legs, I have no idea.

“You bleed and bruise so beautifully for me. Rest up, love, you’ll need your strength for what’s next,” Carter says as he smiles wickedly, an evil glint in his eyes.

Carter smacks my va-jay-jay hard a couple of times. Ignoring the shooting pain, I wiggle as best as I can to keep away from his fingers. He takes the knife from the other man and slices through my panties, ripping them off. He cups me again and I cry out when he forcefully shoves his fingers into me. Roughly, he pumps his fingers a few times into me as I keep trying to get away from him. Each time earns me a smack to the side of my breasts, but I don’t care. I want his fingers out of me!

Finally, he pulls his fingers out of me and I almost puke when he brings them to his face, sniffing his fingers and then licking them.

Both men have small bulges in their pants, and my stomach sinks even further at the wicked and lustful looks on both of their faces.

“Can’t wait to have more of you, but that will happen soon enough when our friend arrives. Sweet dreams, my love,” Carter says before he slaps me again. My eye stings even more from all the hits he landed to the same place on my face.

Both men leave, locking the door behind them.

A sob escapes as tears stream down my cheeks.

God, what did I do to deserve this?

Just as my life was finally turning around. Why did this have to happen?

Black dots swirl around my vision from all the pain as my tears come harder.

Liam, please hurry. I’m not sure how much more I can take.

I stare at Mama Astrid, frozen in place as her words bounce around my mind.

Mae’s gone.

Luscious’ maniacal laughter from behind me has me snapping out of my thoughts. Turning, she doesn’t even flinch from my glare. She just laughs harder until Sasha nails her with a punch to her jaw. She spits out some blood and a tooth as she grins darkly at me.

“Your whore is getting what she deserves for taking you away from me. For denying Carter. For running from her owner and master. Soon, there won’t be anything left for you to save. Just like Frida,” she seethes.

This bitch really is crazy. Stalking toward her, I get right in her face and let her see the monster in me she’s released. One that only a few people have ever seen. Her face blanches as her mask cracks.

“Looks like you just earned an extended stay in our lovely accommodations. Now, I’d tell you to stay put, but there’s really no place for you to go and you won’t be released for anything. Not even if you have to piss. You’ll be pissing and shitting in your own pants as you sit in your filth. We’ll be back and will be continuing this conversation.”

Turning, my brothers and I file out of their interrogation room. Odin’s carrying Mama Astrid upstairs with Doc hot on their heels.

In the main room, I notice Python, Reaper, Devil, and Punisher are all talking in hushed tones and I head their way.

Reaper sees me approach and gives me a chin lift.

“FYI, I called Smoke, and he’s on his way. However, these fuckers are dumbasses. Python said they kept her phone, and it’s pinging from the same location as the trackers in her bracelets. They’re at a cabin about ten miles north of here. There’s a nearby old service trail we can use. Like usual, we’ll walk the last bit to the cabin so they don’t hear us.” He pauses, his face hardening as his gaze cuts to Mama Astrid and then to Odin as he comes up to us.

A low growl comes from Python as he watches Doc fix up Mama Astrid. “Fuckers knocked out three of my cameras. My guess is Luscious told them about them, but I don’t know how she knows where they are. I never watch camera feeds in the main room and I sure as fuck haven’t had her in my room before. Later, after we get your woman back, I’ll look further back in history to see if I can find anything.”

“Did you get anything off of the cameras at the gates?” I ask him, itching to know who else put their hands on my sunshine.

He gives me a chin lift. “The two fuckhead Johnson doctors. Though senior had enough sense to wear a hooded sweatshirt and baseball cap while sneaking in here. He took them off right before they got to the gates.”

“Alright. Python, send coordinates of the cabin to everyone’s phone. We’ll split up and take the trucks so they won’t be able to hear us. It’s pitch black out, so that will help us with cover. Get your gear and meet out front in five. Timber, follow me,” Reaper says as he turns and heads to his office.

He signals for me to shut the door and he turns, opening his gun safe. He passes me an extra magazine that I tuck into my cut. All of the club members have at least one gun that is the same as everyone else’s, and if they are traveling, they have to take it with them for this reason. The ability to share ammo when in a pinch. I have more ammo at the house that I brought, but I don’t want to waste time going and getting it.

“When we get back, you’ll lead the interrogation since she’s your Old Lady. Though, I’ve seen the same cut of cloth in her as I see in Half-pint and Sasha. She’ll probably want to get a few hits in herself, talk to them, or at least state what she wants to happen. Just know, I’ll support whatever she chooses. Those fuckers messed up by going after my niece and stepping foot in my home.”

It’s moments like these that remind me exactly how terrifying Reaper can be. He can be a scary dude on a normal day, but you mess with his family, and the fucker looks like someone from your worst nightmare. On top of his tattoos and with how massive he is, both in size and how muscular the fucker is, the scars from what he endured a few months ago add an even more deadly air than he already had.

Giving him a chin lift, we head outside toward the trucks. Reaper splits everyone up, leaving a few brothers here to protect the clubhouse in case X or anyone else tries to come back.

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