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Coulter’s words returned from the call.
You hear me? I’m not done with you, Helene. Not by a long shot.
I had a part to play now, a decoy for Coulter and his men, and I was banking on the fact I was all he was thinking about.
My stomach clenched, my thighs pressed together. I’d be happier if I had a gun, but they couldn’t risk it. Not until we were inside. Hunter was expecting an armed compound, not unlike the one we’d just left. He said most of the men would be gone, just some pulled back as soon as the call was made. But most would be too far into the wind to come back quickly.
Silence filled the rest of the truck, not even the other Daughters made a sound, leaving only the eerie growl of the truck’s engine to fill the space. Still, I couldn’t stop myself from glancing toward the closed divider at the front of the cargo hold.
I wanted more than anything to see Riven. My cheeks burned with the betrayal. I was standing outside now. My loyalties had somehow shifted. I turned my head, finding that white skull mask in the gloom, knowing there was no going back now. Not even if I wanted to.
The truck swerved suddenly, throwing me back. The strong muscles of Hunter’s arm tensed, driving me against him. His other hand flew out, slamming against the truck to brace us. That dark, midnight stare fixed on mine, triggering that desire once more.
There was no avoiding it now. Not with my body pressed hard against his. One slight shift of my stance, and I caressed the hard outline of his cock. The truck straightened and he dropped his hand, brushing my hair from my eyes.
“We’re almost there.” The crackle came through his earpiece.
But the mountain never looked away.
It was Nick who did, turning to find us in the dark.
My pulse skipped and I shifted my focus to the truck as it slowed.
“I’ll be right behind you, my little fighter,” Hunter murmured. “They won’t get a goddamn chance to touch you.”
My heart was in my mouth, pounding in my ears as the truck geared down.
Faint voices reached me and not the voices of soldiers…it was women. Laughter. Excitement. The faint sound of car doors closing reached me and as the truck slowed to a crawl, there was…music?
“What the fuck is going on?” I whispered.
Nick and Tobias both drew their guns, and pushed my sister behind them.
From the other side of the truck the giant outline of London St. James stepped forward. “What the fuck is happening out there, Hunter?”
“Hell if I know.”
The truck slowed to a crawl, then slowly came to a jarring stop. My head snapped forward and my teeth gnashed.
“Kyrell,” Hunter snarled. “I need a SITREP now!”
But his command went unanswered. All we could do was stare at the front of the truck in the dark as the front doors opened. Riven’s growl reached me, his bark of anger and disgust echoed. Still, I couldn’t understand a word he said.
Panic filled me.
One that echoed throughout the space. I tracked the sound of heavy footsteps before the lock on the rear door opened with a squeal and the door was thrown up.
The sparkling headlights of expensive cars bounced off gleaming bumpers. Rolls-Royces and Lamborghinis drove in a tight circle of an expansive driveway behind us, pulled up outside the towering sandstone columns of a very expensive house, and stopped.
“Hunter.” Riven stood at the back of the truck and stared up at us. “You’re not going to believe what we’re seeing.”
I stepped forward, drawn by the opulence of Bentleys and sleek black Maseratis.
"Helene," Hunter urged. "Wait, we don't know what?—"
"Riven?" a redheaded woman called as she strode along the veered off driveway toward us.
He turned, watching as she lifted her gaze to the interior of the truck. The Daughters reacted around me, shifting uncomfortably as her gaze stopped at me.
