“Don’t move.”Savannah turned her head. Reginald had taken the gun from his mistress and pointed it right at her stomach. The sound of Rachel’s laughter faded into the wind, the sand blowing into her nostrils and face as she stared down the barrel of a gun. Terror made her cold and sweaty, but shame made her stomach split open. Of course this was going to happen. Who the hell did she think she was? She was Savannah Cruz, the cursed girl who caused her mother’s death, who brings bad luck to everything—all she had to do was just look at it. a jinx. A failure. ugly and pathetic.And with that gun glinting before her eyes, she knew running away was the biggest mistake of her life.“Let’s go,” Reginald said through gritted teeth, nodding at some shank housing that shone in the distance.Her legs almost refused to work, wobbling so hard that they barely moved forward. Fear consumed every molecule of her system and truthfully, her mind wasn’t working fast enough through the terror to think
As Reginald unleashes a torrent of water on her, Savannah felt a searing pain every inch of her skin. She gasped for air, clutching her chest as the water scalded her flesh. A faint sigh escaped her lips, mingled with tears of gratitude and agony. Her eyes fluttered shut, narrowing the world into slits of colors, before she finally collapsed into a dark abyss. Little did Savannah know that it wasn’t hot water that was doused over her skin. She was simply too shocked and filled with pain that it sank deeper even into her flesh.Meanwhile inside the shank building, was Reginald and Rachel, deep in an argument.He raised his head and glared at his mistress, his eyes red with rage. “What the hell are you talking about, Rachel? This is our only chance at getting rid of both of them and being together. Why are you changing plans?”Rachel shook her head, her hair matted with dirt and blood from where she’d slammed it on the ground. “You don’t understand Reginald. Our plans wouldn’t work if y
He could see something far off in the distance but oh fucking Goddess, his eyes were too blurry. The pain radiating in him would have fallen even the Alpha King himself but Ryker kept pushing...for her...for his unborn baby. His mouth tasted like death itself and all he wanted was to just collapse on the dry, dusty ground and let death come take him. After all, it was a miracle he was still alive, the silver bullet had pierced through him, and spilled out from the other end. But it had missed his heart by just an inch. A long moan fell through his lips as he painfully dragged himself across the grounds, following her scent. She was still alive, he was sure of that. her scent was still wrapped around his heart, squeezing the damn organ with each pump of blood. He held onto her scent like it was his hold, his lifeline to this fucked up earth."Hold on for me baby." He whispered, the sound causing such pain in his chest that he doubled over and placed his hand over the hole, gasping lik
Savannah’s eyelids fluttered open with a start, her lips parting on a sharp intake of breath. Slowly and inexorably as she stirred, she realized she was lying on a disgusting, bug-ridden mattress in a dimly lit room—which wasn’t exactly a downgrade from her previous life back at Hybern. But where was she? She had no idea how she got there.Sucking in the stale and musty air, she tried to sit up but fell back down as her weak arms gave way beneath her. The only sound in the room was her own ragged breathing. Where was she? She wondered again but unsurprisingly, the mattress nor the walls gave her an answer.She swallowed and instantly regretted that decision as a sharp pain pierced her chest. It felt like there was a lump inside her throat, and trying to push it down sent a hot path of pain lacerating down her lungs. Savannah tried to move once again but cried out as pain shot through her body like a thousand needles. There were bruises and cuts all over her, the result of the brutal b
Rachel rolled away from the solid wall of muscles next to her, taking the duvet with her as she wrapped it around herself to shield her naked body from the cold. Frowning, she walked across the room to the hallway, searching for the heater to no avail. The entire house felt as cold as a cemetery. The hell? Her feet stuttered to a stop when she passed a door. If the rest of the house was this cold, how would that disgusting room be? Probably like a freezer. A distant feeling of guilt threatened to overwhelm her but she stamped on it immediately, crushing the feeling. Savannah meant nothing to her. Pregnant or not. Last night had been one of the nastiest nights of her life but something else had changed. Reginald…he….Rachel could feel it. He’d been sympathetic towards Savannah. Hell, he almost went to give her dinner but Rachel had stopped him, distracting him with sex, then that bitch began banging on the door, almost shattering the sexual tension she’d carefully built. Immediately, Rac
Clapping sounds reached her ears and she raised tear stained cheeks to take in Reginald’s figure at the entrance of the bathroom. Fog suddenly appeared out of nowhere, clouding her vision and her legs wobbled beneath her.The man who had been shoving his tongue into her mouth was thrown off her and she heaved a sigh of relief as Reginald sent him out of the room. It surprised her yes, but she was grateful that he’d saved her. Who was that guy that’d tried to rape her? She wondered as she sucked in breaths through her parted lips, the stream of cold water biting into her skin.Stumbling over her own legs, she managed to turn the water off and hitched herself up against the wall, curving her arms around her to hide her nudity.Reginald curled his lips. “Already fucking my guard, huh?” He seethed.What? Savannah felt her head swim as a rush of heat slapped onto her cheeks. What the hell was he talking about? Clearly that man had tried to force himself on her. She tried to speak but two t
Savannah found herself drawn to the edge of darkness but blinked multiple times, trying to fight back the inky blackness threatening to overwhelm her. He'd been gone for hours and though the room was in total darkness, Savannah could feel night creeping nearer. Where had he gone? what was he doing?she was under no illusion that he'd forgotten about what Rachel had set her up for this morning. To Reginald, he saw his slave cheating on him and from memory, Savannah knew Reginald wouldn't let it slide. But the uncertainty of her fate hung over her head like a the blade of a sharp knife. With tears prickled her eyes, she brought her hand to her stomach, rubbing quietly and drawing strength from her unborn baby. "Mummy is gonna protect you no matter what."As if it could hear her, Savannah felt a sudden push against her palm and her breathing hitched "oh Goddess. you moved."A wave of pure, undiluted sadness hit her square in the chest and more tears spilled from her eyes. Ryker should
“Please, Reginald, let me go.” She pleaded, pulling at the restraints around her wrist. Tears soaked her eyes when they didn’t give way. She was tied spread-eagle on a St. Andrews cross that was carefully positioned in the center of the basement she never knew existed right underneath the room he’d kept her in.“You passed on my brother’s child as mine.” Reginald’s voice boomed out in the room, eerily silent and bland. It washed over her like a bucket of cold water doused over her head, sending crazy shivers spiraling down her spine that was pressed against the smooth wood.“We loved each other.” She choked out, whimpering as a draft of cold wind bit into her flesh."Aww," Instead of instantly losing himself, Reginald chuckled eerily, the sound of his laugh almost like that of the devil's. He had a smile on his face making him even more scarier. "In what way did I not make it clear that you belonged to me? Every part of you, including your hoe pussy?" He suddenly exuded a chilling aur