“Romeo! Free me!”I shrieked.
“Dynamo!”Romeo roared into my mind. Ruthlessly, he began clearing the fog away. Clarity rushed in as Romeo destroyed the cloying dizziness and mussiness that held my ability back.
The guy behind continued raping me even as my power snapped into play. As it did, Romeo bellowed wildly as he realised what was happening. Agony bled from him, and I shut the bond between us.
“God, we’re going to be good friends, you and I,” the fucker groaned as he shot his load.
“You’ve no idea!” I snarled and flung him backward.
He hit the wall with a startled shout, his spine snapping. Fear raced into his eyes as I wrenched the chains from the hook and snapped them. My legs were next, and I collapsed onto the floor.
I was weak, having been kept in that position for hours a day while they abused my body. But my mindwas clear, and they had no idea hell had just been unleashed.
Romeo
“Dynamo’s alive!” I roared, racing into the rec room.
Warden looked up. “What?”
“We connected. Dynamo’s been drugged…” I broke off and could not say the next words. My expression gave everything away because Warden turned and threw a glass.
“How often?” he snarled as our brothers and sisters rose to stand.
“Daily and multiple times. It was happening when she reached out.”
Undertaker’s fist slammed into the wall. “Dynamo’s hurt?”
“Yes, badly. They kept her ability locked down using drugs. But Dynamo’s free,” I added.
“Where is she?” Kosmic demanded. My brother looked gaunt. He’d come across Dynamo’s Harley lying in the road. There were skid marks, and we guessed she’d laid it down by the angle. We also discovered a dart and realised she’d been attacked and kidnapped.
We’d not stopped searching; everything was on hold until she was found. Jameson had alerted every chapter, and everyone was looking, but nobody hadseen her. A couple of trafficking rings had been brought down, but nothing led to Dynamo. Jameson, the National President, had taken one of his members getting abducted as a serious insult. Someone had dared to touch the Royal Bastards MC.
Fuck, until this moment we hadn’t even known Dynamo was alive.
“I’ll call Jameson. Now that Dynamo’s in control, we’ll find her. We need boots on the ground,” Warden muttered as he yanked his cell.
It would be another seven days before we found Dynamo.
Dynamo
Carefully, I walked around the bodies and smirked. A week of my skills, and they were all fuckin’ pussies. They were alive—for now.
Several times Romeo had knocked, but I’d kept him shut out. For every rape, bruise, and scar they’d given me, I returned in kind. I couldn’t be sure who raped me when, and how often, so I ensured they were violated ten times daily. I reckoned that was what happened to me.
Of course, Brown screamed it was only that once, but I didn’t believe that. I wasn’t Romeo and couldn’t rip the truth from their minds. That’s the only reason they remained alive. Even Red and Gold had joined the party, but while Red led these cunts, he wasn’t thebig man. And that’s who I wanted. Because what I’d done to them was nothing compared to what I had planned forhim. Romeo would get me that info.
Boots thumped on wooden floorboards, and I cocked my head.
I shoved all the assholes against the wall with one hand and braced to snatch whoever walked through the door.
“Is someone here?” a man called. Warily, I prepared to grab him. If he were here, he was with these guys, and I wouldn’t be a victim ever again.
“Crap, there’s a bad smell down here,” a second man said.
“Hello? Dynamo? We don’t mean harm,” the first shouted again.
Bull-fucking-shit.
