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A woman is sitting huddled in the corner, knees tucked to her chest, staring at the man torn apart on the floor. She is covered in blood and completely naked. She whimpers as I approach her, and I am quick to clamp my hand over her mouth. I hold a finger to my lips and point to the back of the house. Her eyes widen, and I nod toward the door, praying she remains quiet.
I hear him walking around talking to himself while I try to figure out what to do with her. If I let her leave, he'll hunt her. Glancing around, I see lighter fluid on the fireplace. I move to grab it when the woman grabs my arms. “Don't leave me, he… he's a monster,” she whispers. I grab her arms and give her a warning look. I need her to be quiet.
“I know, but he can hear your heartbeat, I need to make him think you're dead,” I tell her, and she lets me go. I grab the lighter fluid and see a box of matches sitting on the mantle beside it. I snatch it off, rushing back to the woman. I glance at the other door that leads somewhere else. “That door, where does it lead?”
“To the kitchen,” she whispers.
“Can you get out that way?”
She nods, tears streaking her face. I start squirting the lighter fluid on the lacquered floor. “Play dead, I am going to set this room on fire, when we leave you run out the back door.” She says nothing but gives a small inclination of her head, telling me she understands.
“My husband,” she mouths to me. I smile sadly and shake my head.
“He wouldn't want you to burn with him,” I whisper, and her lip quivers. Hearing footsteps, I stand up squirting the lighter fluid everywhere but leaving it far enough away that she doesn't get burned and can escape. Dipping my fingertips in the blood covering her, she gives me a weird look. I shove her down quickly, moving to the living room door and flick a match.
I toss it just as he comes down the hall toward me, the room goes up instantly, making it difficult to see her. The heat is horrid, but her heartbeat is muffled by the sound of the flames eating away the floor and walls.
“Ready?” I ask him. He glances into the room, and nods. “Finished?” he asks, and I nod, watching as he walks out of the house. I exhale in small relief. Following him outside I head toward the car. “Why have you got to go to the city?” I ask as I open my door to find him gone. A second later I hear her scream.
My eyes widen as I race around the side of the house just in time to witness him snap her neck with an audible crack. My hands go to my mouth in horror, her petrified eyes wide open, vacant. He drops her at his feet.
All I can do is stare. “Lie to me again and you'll meet the same fate,” he growls, storming toward me. I back up, but he pounces before I can even try to run. He grips my throat, his huge thick fingers locking around my neck like a vice, my air supply cut off as he lifts me effortlessly with one hand, my feet kick air and my claws slip out.
“Don't shift,” I warn Poppy knowing if we do, he'll certainly kill us.
“Next time you pretend to kill someone, make sure it's their blood on your fingers.” He grips my hand bringing it to his nose and sniffing them, he then sucks on them, while I choke for air.
“That's not hers, it's her husbands, after his attempt at playing hero, I bent his wife over him. I made sure he felt every thrust until his last dying breath,” he sneers before letting me go. I hit the ground hard, gasping for breath around my mangled windpipe.
“Now let's go,” he snarls, stepping over me. I rub my throat, I can't even bring myself to look at the woman, broken only meters from me. I don't want to see her dead eyes peering back at me.
“Get up, Rose,” Poppy tells me, and I suck in a breath, willing myself to move. Forcing myself to my feet, I follow after Satish before climbing into the driver's seat. He doesn't bother with his seat belt but I clip mine in.
“So where am I taking you exactly?” I start the car.
“To find my sister,” he tells me.
What?I think.He has a sister and could do that to another woman?The thought sickens me, yet I obey and start driving toward the city.
ChapterThirty-Seven
Rose
In the dim light of the city lights, I navigate my way home, driving across the city's cracked streets. This place, even at this hour is alive, people roaming around enjoying themselves. Four torturous hours in the cramped confines of the vehicle with Satish have left me emotionally drained and physically exhausted.
The stench of his cheap cologne clings to my skin, and his lewd advances echo in my head, causing me to shudder. His roaming hands find their way to my thigh again, despite my countless attempts to shove him away. Pulling into the parking lot of a rundown motel, I park the car when he suddenly squeezes my crotch. I jump as he leans over, kissing me, his filthy tongue slipping into my mouth. I struggle against him again when he bites my lip. With a growl, Poppy comes forward to lend me her strength. I shove him off and slap his face. The clap of my hand against his skin is loud in the quiet car, and I gasp at my own audacity.
Satish snarls, baring his canines that are much too long for a werewolf. His face twisting into that of a monster. He lunges at me, grabbing my hair and I cry out.
“Don't forget who owns you,” he sneers, his fingers tightening in my hair, making my scalp burn. “If I want to fuck you, I will, and your little mate won't do shit, and neither will you…” The venomous threat sends cold shivers down my spine.
Anger ignites in me, and I glare at him, my jaw clenched when he grabs my breast through my shirt with his other hand. “Or maybe I'll pay your mother a visit,” he continues, chuckling darkly. “Remind her who broke her in, or maybe I might leak the footage. Let's see how much respect she's got left once her past is out there for everyone to see.” His laughter grates on my nerves as he roughly releases my hair and exits the vehicle, leaving me with his vile threats echoing in my ears. Swallowing down my fear, I start the car, trying to see through my blurry vision.
As I drive home, my mind roams back to Vince, the mess he has dragged us into, and the monster he has brought into our lives. It's a living nightmare, knowing that the debt he owed the Reaper Wolves has fallen on me since he claimed me as his mate.
Satish, the monster in human skin, is the looming danger, a threat I can't escape. A threat that now holds the power to claim everything I have, including my freedom and pack if I challenged my father. Which I will never do. Vince would make a terrible Alpha, and the moment Satish found out, he would seize the pack, enslaving everyone.
Upon reaching home, the sun's first light paints the sky with shades of pink and orange. Exhaustion drapes over me like a heavy cloak. As I return to my house, it takes me a few seconds to figure out what is wrong with the setting before me. Vince is no longer on the floor. Dread makes my stomach drop.Where is he?I expected him to still be sprawled on the floor where I left him, passed out in his drunken stupor.
