“You got me.” She laughed, but it was hollow. “You used your pretty eyes and sad story to distract me, and I fucking fell for it,” she jeered. “That boyfriend of yours will pay, just like you will. I don’t take kindly to people betraying me.”
Fear gripped me, sending shivers down my spine. It was primal, consuming every fiber of my being. I’d been scared before, but this level of fear was nothing like I’d everexperienced. This was a side of Blaize I’d never laid eyes on. She’d been intense and all-consuming, but I’d never had bone-chilling fear screaming inside me because of this gorgeous woman.
The knife, the trickle of blood dripping down my neck, and the radiating fury from Blaize made my mind imagine every worst-case scenario playing out vividly. She was going to kill me, but she was going to torment me first before she finished me off. Blaize didn’t realize what she was doing to me, but it was partially my fault because I hid my broken past from her. I was going to tell her. I wanted a few more days so I wouldn’t break into a million pieces. When I imagined finally revealing my truth, I never expected this to be one of the scenarios. I thought I could sit down with her in private and confess everything to her. It was foolish to think she would hold me, whispering sweet praises as I sobbed in her arms, but it’s how I wanted it to happen. I was fucking stupid. This was not how I wanted it to be done.
The edge of the knife dug into my arm, nicking my flesh as more blood dripped down. Blaize was feral, holding on by a thread. Why didn’t I just tell her why I came here? I just chose a town furthest away from my past. All I wanted was peace, not this.
“Tell me who sent you!”
“Goddamnit, no one! Everyone thinks I’m dead!”
I took a staggered breath, my chest tightening. Routine breathing was non-existent, as quick gasps, erratic and shallow escaped my mouth. The room shrunk around me, engulfing me in darkness, but in the shadows, I sawhiseyes. I heardhislaugh. I pulled vigorously at my restraints, fighting a ghost.
The door slammed open, and I saw a familiar, smaller shadow fighting a larger shadow, but the voices were muffled, drowning out from the panic swirling around me and dullingmy senses. He was here, in the darkness taunting me, creeping closer as my skin burned. Pain erupted in my wrists, and I thought I felt blood, but instead numbness slowly creeped around me. Liam was coming for me to finish what he started. He already destroyed me, why was he coming back?
I screamed, thrashing harder, trying to break free. Dom was here, too, laughing, mocking me. Why was he doing this to me again? Why did he pretend to love me and then take a part of my soul?
“Please, Dominic, don’t let him hurt me!” I sobbed, feeling myself break again.
CHAPTER 2
BLAIZE
Ilearned a long time ago that betrayal never came from your enemies, and it made the knife twisting in my chest much more painful than I expected. My trust was something only a handful of people got outside of my club. She wormed her way into my heart, cracking my shields. Kadence played with my emotions, slithered her way into my head, and fucked with my emotions. Now one of my girls was dead, and Fallon was fighting for her life in intensive care.
Doc left the infirmary with a scowl plastered on his face. He heard Kadence screaming from upstairs, and he came to the basement furious. After he bitched me out for being an idiot, he carried her upstairs after she passed out and tended to her injuries.
He stepped out of the room and glared at me with a look that could kill. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”
I met his fuming scowl with my own. “Do you not have Layla’s body on your table? Is Fallon not in the hospital fighting? I’m not letting her play you for a fool, Doc,” I hissed.
He closed the gap between us. “I don’t fucking care. Get your facts straight before you kill an innocent, scared girl.”
He didn’t give me the chance to argue before he stormed off, leaving me alone. Neither of us knew anything, but I saw the pictures. I saw the blue hair. She came to my town with secrets, and refused to tell me anything about her past.
Everyone thinks I’m dead.
I never wanted an answer more than I did right now. There should’ve been clues. Fuck, therewereclues.
Don’t let him hurt me!
There was genuine panic etched into her features. She was already scared because of where she was, but once she was brought into her panic attack, she was brought somewhere else. I looked at my phone for the first time tonight seeing missed calls and messages from Hunter.
HUNTER
Blaize answer your goddamn phone.
STOP. Before you fuck up.
I SWEAR TO GOD BLAIZE. I’m on my fucking way. If you hurt her. I’m going to kick your ass.
I didn’t bother texting her back when I knew she would be at the clubhouse momentarily. I needed Kadence to wake up so I could get the information I needed until Hunter finally found something useful. I knew Kadence was a blind spot, but I still fell into her trap. Was everything a trick?
The front door to the clubhouse was kicked open, and an angry Hunter stormed into the main foyer. “Where the fuck is she, Blaize?” Hunter hissed.
“She’s in the infirmary.”
Hunter’s eyes narrowed to slits. “What. The. Fuck. Did. You. Do?” she seethed.
