“Don’t ever do that again.”
I was right about him the day I met him in the exam room. This man didn’t understand boundaries or consent. He only cared about himself and his desires.
“You won’t be saying that later when you’re finally free.”
“Get away from me.” I kept my voice low because I didn’t want to alert Mimi or Cam.
Who knew what Tony would do if he felt cornered or exposed?
“It’s okay, Nylah. Everything is going to be fine.”
Not as long as he followed my family or me. I had to tell Rael. As soon as I was home, I’d talk to him about Tony and let his Reaper and Berserker handle this asshole.
“Okay,” I agreed to placate him, nearly cringing when I saw the grin on his face.
“You’ll be seeing me real soon.”
I watched him walk away, swiping across my mouth to rid any trace from my lips. I felt dirty. Like I’d done something wrong when I didn’t ask for this. I never encouraged him.
Why the hell was this happening? I was supposed to marry Rael in a week. How could I tell him that another man kissed me right before we said our vows? He’d be devastated.
My heart sank, and I clutched my purse, trying to calm myself down before I joined Cam and Mimi. My heart was racing in my chest, and I couldn’t seem to draw a deep enough breath into my lungs. Suddenly, my chest felt tight, and I struggled to breathe.
What the hell? Was I having a panic attack?
I managed to walk around the corner, nearly running toward Cam and Mimi, and take about three more steps before the world spun and darkness crept into the corners of my vision.
Noises around me sounded faint, like they were foggy and unreal. The saleswoman gasping. Mimi shouting my name. Cam speaking into her phone, saying my name to someone on the line, before calling for Zane. The thud of my body hitting the ground.
My poor babies. They wouldn’t be seeing Mommy tonight.
And Rael? He was going to flip the fuck out.
Chapter 7 Rael
Iknew before my cell began ringing that something was wrong. My Berserker felt it first. His concern for Nylah halted my steps as I paused in the dungeon, spending the last hour in the basement of our home, where I converted it into our play area and presented it to Nylah for the first time when I told her I bought the house for us. She had been pregnant with the twins at the time.
My beloved loved the intimate space created for our pleasure. It was where we conceived our daughter—a place where we explored one another and our limits. I wanted everything perfect for our wedding night.
Nylah.
The Reaper sensed she was frightened and then, when her soul went dark, he roared in my head.
My phone rang, and I nearly crushed it in my hand, answering with a growl because I knew someone had hurt my woman. “Hello?”
“Rael.”
It was Cameron. She sounded upset, and I could tell she was crying from the way she said my name.
“Where’s Nylah?”
“The ambulance is taking her to MountainView Hospital.”
Fuck!
I fought hard to contain the surge of emotion from my Reaper and Berserker, but failed. A bellow exploded from my chest. “What happened?”
She sniffled. “She passed out. I-I don’t know why. She was fine at lunch.”
