My heart is pounding from being so rudely awakened, and my brain is screaming that I’m in danger. Avery isn’t a girls’ girl, and she’s a terrible fucking omega.
None of this helps me at the moment, because I’ve been in full on fight or flight mode for days, and my nerves are raw.
Looking wildly around while on my back, I find that Bellamy and Winter aren’t in the room with me. My bonds are broken, the golden strands that told me they were mine gone, and I fucking hate it.
The loss is devastating, and I glare up at Avery as I clench my stomach muscles and sit up.
“That’s…impressive,” she mutters. “Winter and Bellamy are waiting for you on the stage. Jake is going to get you settled in.”
I growl as hands wrap around my arms and I’m hauled upward to stand. My bare feet slip in the water, but Jake simply lifts me to a dry spot.
“Walk,” Jake grits out, pushing me forward as he holds me in front of him.
Avery drops the hose, ignoring where it splashes now that her finger is no longer on the sprayer trigger. Speaking of that, I’d sell my soul for a fucking gun.
Humming under her breath, she walks alongside us out of the room. We walk without anyone speaking for several minutes, and my eyes bounce around as I survey my surroundings.
I wonder how big the bunker is, and why it exists at all. Bellamy, Winter, and I haven’t been left alone since Bellamy joined us, so I have no idea if he knows anything I don’t.
For now, none of that matters as I’m shoved out into a large room where the cacophony of people talking loudly echoes. I’m gasping for air, asking myself if I can do this. I’m losing my shit, and panicking as I glance to the side and see the sheer amount of people in the room.
“Mmhmmph!” I sob from behind the gag, trying to dig my heels in. They screech across the floor for a second before Jake simply lifts me.
The hours that I was used against my scent matches was horror enough, but going through it againwiththem? I can’t, I won’t. Please, God!
Nooo.
“Pull it together, Tremaine,” Jake mutters under his breath as he walks up the stairs while I kick and squirm in his arms.
While I’m strong, Jake is still stronger than I am.
Bellamy and Winter are spread out on tables much like the one I was on, their arms and legs restrained as they sob. They have leather gags that force their lips open for a cock, and tears stream from my eyes as I gag on the saliva pooling in my mouth.
Jake strong arms me onto the table, and shoves his knee on my back to keep me still. His panting breaths as he undoes the restraints behind my back turn my stomach as they remind me of the men who fucked me, and it’s very difficult for me not to lose myself to the horrors playing in my mind.
I know what’s going to happen, I don’t need to relive it over and over.
Another of Clara’s minions pins down my free arm as I try to hit Jake and kick him. The goon tightens the leather cuff to the point of pain, and I begin coughing as I gasp and aspirate on my own spit.
“I got her legs,” Jake says, stepping back and pinching my leg until my body flinches in pain. My ribs still hurt from earlier, and I feel like one big bruise.
Jake secures my ankles as the other man moves away, his fingers leaving more bruises. My head twists as much as possible to glare at him as he stands and moves around the table to pick up the type of gag that Bellamy and Winter have.
The crowd cheers as they see things are about to start soon, and Jake says, “Don’t make this more difficult than it has to be, please.”
He pulls off the gag, and I drop my head back and spit at his face, glaring at him to show him what a piece of shit he is.
“Yep, I suppose I deserved that,” he sighs, leaving the spit on his face as he pinches my jaw until he forces it open. The gag hurts due to how dry my mouth is, and I dry retch as he shoves it in. “Good. Now, don’t say I never gave you anything.”
My eyes widen at him in shock as he loosens one of my wrist restraints, knowing I’ll be able to get my hand out with one good pull, and then slides a knife under it so no one can see.
“You’ll get one chance. Make it count,” he warns, turning the table so that it’s now horizontal to the stage.
As he moves away from me, I see that Bellamy and Winter are both in the same formation. Large, naked men move behind them, and I shudder as I feel a cock slap against my ass.
One chance.That’s all I’ll need.
“Thank you for joining me on such short notice,” Clara says, her heels clicking as she climbs onto the stage.
