She is alone in the room, and I move to clear the next one. The next two rooms are more of the same, the girls start to look alike. They are all malnourished, mostly naked, glazed over eyes, and oily, tangled hair.
How these sick mother fuckers manage to get it up for this is something I’ll never understand.
The fourth door I open freezes me to the spot. The senator’s daughter is on the mattress, in the same condition as the others, except there is a man on her, pumping into her as fast as he can. His pants are around his thighs and her legs are splayed out unnaturally, almost like they are broken at the hips.
The image of my mother chained to the floor across the room from us, just out of reach, as men come and go all day, using her, never feeding her. I tried to shield my sister from seeing it. But I watched my mother shrivel into herself a little more each day until one morning we woke up and her lifeless eyes were staring at the ceiling.
Something overtakes my mind and I feel like my body is being turned inside out.
“Alpha 5!” A fist connects to my jaw and I look around the room.
There is blood everywhere. I hold my hands up at eye level and I’m covered in the red sticky stuff. Callum is in my face, his arm across my chest, holding me against the wall.
Alpha 4, Scott, is standing behind him, shock on his face as he looks at the body of the man on the floor.
Fuck! It happened again.
Taking a deep breath, I look at what is left of the asshole on the floor. He looks like he was mauled by a bear, skin torn, blood from headto toe, arms broken, and his dick is gone.
My eyes flick back to Callum and he’s looking at me like I’m a stranger. He doesn’t take his arm from my chest. “Alpha 7, we have a situation, call local law enforcement. We have the girl and are leaving now. Over.”
“That’s a good copy, Alpha 1. Extract is ready and waiting.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
JAX
MARLEY’S BODYslumps, at the same time Hallie screams, and the fucker who just hit her with the butt of his goddamn gun catches her with one arm. White fiery anger surges through me faster than fucking rapids and I start to rush him, but he turns his gun on me and shoots at the ground at my feet before setting the muzzle of the gun on top of her head.
Mason grabs my arm from beside me, his eyes glued to the gun on Marley’s head. If she were conscious right now, she would be hyperventilating. It’s probably a good thing she’s not aware of the precipice she is on right now.
A low growl rattles in my chest as I stop where I am, the chaod that is threatening to hijack my brain takes a step back. If I could reach him right now, I would crush him with my bare fucking hands. Instead, I curl my fingers into my palms and try like hell to keep my mind under control, because rage is tapping at my fucking temples, wanting to come out and play.
I have to hold on to my logic. That’s the only thing that will get me to her without endangering her life. My gut is telling me that this guy doesn’t give two shits about killing us, or her, to get what he wants. I make a silent promise to him and myself to make his death very fucking painful.
He holds the gun on the most important person in this world to me, awkwardly in one arm, his black eyes narrowed on us, until he’s sure I’m not going to be a threat.
“Hallie, grab her other arm and help me.” He barks.
“No, D, please, just let her go. I’ll go with you.” She argues, tears running down her face.
He moves the muzzle of the gun to the top of Marley’s head. Mason, Hallie and I yell “No!” simultaneously, but D keeps his eyes on Hallie. “If you don’t want me to blow her fucking brains out right here, help me get her to the fucking car.”
“Okay, okay.” Hallie cries as she steps up to Marley and gently loops her arm under Marley’s arm.
Glancing at her neck, I look for the necklace I bought her. I don’t think she ever takes it off, so I let out a sigh of relief when I see the dainty chain shining against her tanned skin.
The skin I was feasting on just last night and this morning. Another growl rattles from my chest when the guy from the feed store steps out of the car.
The last time my heart beat in fear like this was when I was put in a holding cell with my mother, sister, and cousin, Vasilei. I’ve not cared about another person this much since then. There are few people in this world that I care about, people that I will fight for, but Marley has become the one person I would go to war for.
I’d die for her.
I watch helplessly as they pull the woman I love to the man who threatened her yesterday. I don’t just feel helpless right now, but I’m so incensed that I want to burn the fuckingworld to get her back next to me, where she is safe.
Hallie turns to us, her face wet with tears. “I’m so sorry.”
I don’t take my eyes off Marley. Everything they do to her will be done to them before I kill them.
