“That is out of line,” Wrath says in a malevolent hiss.
“Is it? Didn’t we think they were all okay? Gwendoline? Persephone? Lira, Wynnie? Didn’t they all seem harmless at first? And didn’t the power of the bracelet corrupt them one by one?”
I flinch hard, unwelcome reminders slamming into me. Hands run over my skin, tongues on my body, trying to force me to get hard. Punishing me when I couldn’t. Chains holding me down, mouths on my cock.
I turn and vomit.
Wrath makes an irritated sound. “Khaos,” he warns.
Riot stumbles and drops to his knees, the wounds are healing, but he needs to rest.
The door explodes open, and Hazard marches out, stepping in between Khaos and I, shielding me like he always does.
I reach out, pressing the backs of my knuckles to his ankle.
The tension eases in him, but he doesn’t step back.
Khaos throws us a furious look. “I’m not going to hurt him.”
Hazard still doesn’t move.
“Look, I don’t care what she is. She’s Casey. I’m more concerned about the fact that she was being beaten half to death when I found them.” Riot rakes his fingers through his hair and growls. “Serious injuries. He looked like he was going to kill her.”
Khaos is silent. “The pack here has a really awful reputation. I remember them now. The Foster Pack. I met Jonas when the packs met up a few years ago. He’s about ten years older than us and merciless. The pack is huge, and they are very traditional. They still believe in executions. We can buy some time because they won’t know how many of us are up here, but, eventually, they will come to remove us.”
A low growl rumbles out of me.They can fucking try it.
“While we are contained by the bracelet, we cannot confront them. We would lose.”
Khaos’ laying down of the law has me flinching. But I can see the logic and merit in it. I can see how we’d be sitting ducks.
Doesn’t mean I have to like it.
“We’re in enemy territory with the omega wolf that the pack just found out about?” Hazard asks. “You’re saying that us getting free is still the number one priority?”
“Yes, it has to be.” Khaos turns away, and I want to pretend I can’t feel the disgust and self-loathing through the bond, but it’s loud and clear, he hates this as much as we do.
“How badly are they going to want her?” I ask.
“They are going to be feral for her,” Khaos says quietly.
“So, what do we do? How can we protect her?” Hazard asks.
I don’t need to ask. I know Khaos’ answer. We don’t.
We’re as powerless as we’ve been for four years with thirteen owners. We have no choice.
But Casey…she’s got even less power than we do.
Casey
I wake up overheated.I sit up and find I’ve got a man wrapped around me on one side and a large red wolf pressed against me from the other side. Wrath grips my arm and pulls me easily back down onto his chest.
“Where are you going?” he mumbles sleepily.
“Nowhere.”
“Good. Stay here.”
