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“She could be bleeding out.”

This conversation would never end. Niles was a ladies’ man through and through, but he also had a soft heart. He connected with people, and that was all great until he tried that shit on me. “And she deserves every bit of pain she feels as she draws her last breath.” I hadn’t meant to say those words, but I didn’t regret them.

“Are you… I can’t… Ryker…”

I clenched my free hand, resisting the urge to punch something .“Do not fucking call me again unless someone is dying on an operating table, and I am the only fucking person who can save them.”

“But that’s… you have obligations.”

“Either change them, or I walk. Niles, I was not joking when I said I don’t need this job.” When Niles didn't answer – most likely due to shock – I managed a small chuckle. “I believe we have an agreement then, don’t we?” I hung up the phone before he could say anything else, the phone ringing a millisecond later. “Didn’t I just tell you—”

“So angry. Slash, I’m really not sure what’s taking so long. Casey is sniffing around dark corners that I’m sure you don’t want her anywhere near, but you chose the drunk guy on the street? Fuck, I’ve given you so many chances. Do you need a better incentive?”

I opened my mouth to respond, but the call went dead before I had a chance. I didn’t want to give Finn a chance to do anything else, but I had no idea where to even start. I didn’t even have Casey’s number. It didn’t help that I wasn’t a fan of being told who to kill.

KILLIAN

Noises. Lots of noises. And lights.

I stifled a groan as I came to, Dark and Daemon beating down the walls of my brain to get my attention. I shifted, trying to understand where I was, my tongue running numbly along the length of something thick and… full of veins?

I shrunk back against a chiseled chest, realizing I was completely naked, stuffed between two filled-out men and high as a kite. My mouth had been wrapped around the man’s dick in front of me, the dick wedging at my ass cheeks, promising fun that I didn’t want.

Where the fuck was I?

You’re at Bondage Palace. How the fuck do we keep ending up here?

Don’t ask me. I wasn’t the one driving when our little flower here went into full bloodlust yesterday.

I blinked a few times because that hadn’t really been me, either. Sure, I had been driving, but I was barely conscious. That bit of darkness stashed in the back of my mind was creeping forward ever so slowly. It was the only explanation for what was currently happening right now.

I struggled to pull away from them, which wasn’t much of a feat since they were fumbling around for release. They smacked into each other as I slipped from between them, two hands tightly wrapped around my wrists and dragging me up the stairs for more fun.

Kick or something, K! Goddamnit!

What the fuck is going on?

I whined, trying to push against the man pulling me into one of the private rooms before he deposited me in one of the seats. I felt drunk, out of my mind, and unable to control my own limbs. I stared at the man who had dragged me in here.

“What are you—”

“No… no, you don’t get to talk. I gave your men a chance, and they’re still playing. So I’m going to let them know that I’m not playing games.”

I stared at the man before me, wondering why those two honey-gold eyes bothered me so much. They were like mine – one of mine – but this man seemed more confident than the last one. Still… something was off. “But you’re not Finn.”

“It’s funny you say that because I truly am.” He sneered in my general direction as he threw a shirt and pants in my direction, gesturing for me to get dressed. “You had to know that that kid wasn’t Finn.”

“What are you going to do to me?”

“Why don’t you give me one of the others? You’re really no fun in a time like this.”

I slipped into the clothes, glad I didn’t have to fumble with buttons and buckles. “What-”

“You’ll scream, sure. But they fight back. I like a little… resistance when I play.” I opened my mouth to speak, and he struck me across the face. “I said, give me one of the other ones. I don’t have time for pitiful little boys.” Darkness washed over me as I gave Finn what he asked for.

DAEMON

I woke up with blood pooling on my tongue, my entire body on fire, and ropes tying me to a chair in one of Bondage Palace’s private rooms.

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