Page 84 of Demon Valley Marked


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And it was going to be the end of me.

I could barely move now, my mind on a rollercoaster that just wouldn't stop. My groan was weak, my body suddenly heavy, and I succumbed to exhaustion that was very opposite from the adrenaline I needed to figure out my way out of this trap.

"Enough, Travis!" Hendrick hissed. "You're going to fucking kill her."

The piercing pain retracted, but the dizziness still fought at my senses like a plague I had no control over. My body immediately slumped to the side, my seatbelt the only thing saving me from just collapsing onto the floor of the back seat.

"Not my fault she’s so fucking delicious. Jeez. I should have bitten her ages ago. Would have been nice when I fucked her."

"You two fuck?"

"Well, she lets me do what I want, Hendrick," Travis announced. "Can't be my girlfriend if we're not fucking. She learned that the hard way."

"You forced yourself on my sister?" he snarled, and the way Travis laughed would haunt me to the grave. It was like he'd gotten some sort of confidence boost after doing whatever he'd done to me over the years.

"You're literally helping me sell off your sister to get you out of that shithole you fell into with Kolt's pack, and yet you're pissed I raped your sister? You sure have some fucked-up priorities." He laughed and then quietly added, "Funny how you did the exact same. Don't act like she lost her innocence to me."

"Shut the fuck up, Travis."

"You're a fucking coward, bro," Travis mocked. "At least between us, I know what a piece of shit I am and proudly accept it. You're just one of the many cocksuckers who try to act like a saint on the outside, but you're just as tainted as the rest of those selfish pricks."

"I'll run this fucking thing off a cliff if you keep that lip up."

That didn't even stop Travis from losing himself in laughter.

"Go ahead. Who are you fucking over? You and I will survive, but your sis is just human and she'll fucking die."

"She..." He didn't continue, which made Travis chuckle quietly.

"Out of your whole damn family, only you took the wolf gene, while your sister and younger bro were useless humans. See the sad irony you brought to the Monarchs? Younger brother killed because of your foolish actions and now your sister is about to face the same fate. No wonder your father said you were a mista-"

"Enough!" Hendrick snapped. I was thankful for my seatbelt because he skidded the car to a dramatic stop that left Travis cursing.

"Fucker! You want me to fly out of the front windshield?"

"I'm not doing this with you," he hissed.

"We've come too far for you to get to this point in the kidnapping stage, idiot," Travis scoffed. "You fucked up one of the mafia’s biggest deals, and if you don't bring a woman for him to have his way with and dissect, you might as well go on the run like the criminal they're dying to label you as."

"You don't know shit," Hendrick snapped.

"You think your pack name is gonna be your saving grace?" Travis retorted back. "Your father's in fucking hiding for the shit you pulled off. You got your mother murdered or whatever the fuck happened to her that led to your father's spiral into drugs and pissing off the wrong mafia gangs down in the city. You got your younger brother murdered, and now you're selling your fucking sister who you have molested for how many years? You're a damn disease to this entire family name and if your father didn't go into hiding, I bet you'd get their whole pack killed as well."

"I'm gonna fucking kill you," Hendrick hissed.

"I'm immortal, fucker," Travis gleefully declared. "I can't be killed, but you certainly can, since you’re a wolf."

"We're not doing this."

The sound of something clicking into place made my rapidly beating heart stop in its tracks while something cold pressed to my temple.

"Listen, Hendrick. Maybe I'm not being threatening enough," Travis whispered using that voice he always used on me.

The softened voice of a predator hiding their true desires and secrets with the tender tone to lure you right into their web of lies.

Only this time around, I bet my brother knew his intentions weren't pure - especially when there was clearly a gun pressed against my temple.

"I don't want to kill your precious little sister, but your mess up fucked me big time and I can't handle that," he snarled. "Do you understand how powerful Kolten is? Everyone's always afraid of that reject Killian simply because of his murder record, but Kolten runs the city and this town isn't safe from his predatory hands."

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