“No,” he barks. “You try to cut it off, it’s going to electrocute you and possibly kill her.”
I whimper.
“We don’t want that, do we, baby? Not yet, anyway.” He hooks his finger into it and pulls my neck forward. The tip of his nose now touching mine. “We’ll leave it for now.”
How does he know about my collar? Has he been watching us? Seen Tyson use it on me?
His eyes lift to look at the guy who sits behind me. “Hold her down.”
“I’ve got her.” The guy chuckles in my ear. “She’s not going anywhere.” He releases my chin to wrap his arm around my throat, restricting my air, and I arch my neck to try and breathe.
The one in front of me drops to straddle my already pinned legs. He grips my cheeks and holds up a pair of pliers. I scream once again, my body trying to fight them but even I know there’s no hope. “This is going to hurt, Lake. But you can thank your husband for it.” Then he shoves them into my open mouth.
FIFTY-SEVEN
TYSON
“Tyson?” Gavin enters the room, and I jump to my feet. It’s been three hours since we arrived, and I haven’t been given an updates.
“What is it?” I rush out. The fact that I finally found her hasn’t helped me. There’s still so much that I need to know about the time she’s spent away from me.
“I’ve removed the wires, but I found something interesting.”
“What is it?”
“She had a tooth missing. It had been pulled.”
“That’s where I had her tracker.” Never once had I thought that someone would think to look there. “Someone removed it.”
“You put a tracker inside her tooth?” Kashton chuckles, nodding his head in approval. “That’s pretty brilliant, man.”
The Lords have put trackers on their chosens and Ladies for years. I wanted one where not everyone would think to look. I’ve seen women get a knife to their neck to have them removed.
“How did they know where it was?” Saint wonders.
“Good question.” Kashton leans against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest. “Who all knew where you put it?”
“No one. Lake didn’t even know.” I run a hand through my hair. She was so confused as to why I took her to the dentist after our wedding, but I wasn’t going to tell her what I was doing. I didn’t want her to know where it was. Or that I had one on her at all. I wanted to see what my wife would do if given the chance at some freedom, and she never once tried to run from me.
“The dentist is dead.” Ryat and I did our research the moment we found her bloody tooth in the alleyway of Blackout. There had been a fire.How convenient.The question is, how did they know to go there?
“Gavin?” The guy who helped us—Bramsen—runs down the hall to us and my pulse quickens at the concern on his face.
“Is she okay?” I step forward. Maybe thinking that something has happened.
He looks at Gavin and gives me his back to speak to him. Gavin turns back after nodding a few times. “Lake is pregnant,” he tells me.
“Congratulations, man.” Kashton slaps my back, but my eyes stay on Gavin.
He frowns and asks me, “Why do you look surprised?” Gavin looks over at Ryat and then back at me.
“You did a test?” I ask. “On Laikyn?”
“No,” Bramsen answers. “Well, yeah. Not here, though. I remember them ordering one when she was brought into the psych ward. She was adamant that she was not pregnant, but the man insisted that it be done.”
“It wasn’t on her chart,” Gavin tells him.
“I know. I had a friend of mine check before we left. I received the text while we were in surgery and just saw it.” His eyes meet mine. “Your wife is, in fact, pregnant.”
