Avenger(42)

“Do you like the room?”

What? I couldn’t have heard him right.

“Do you like the room?” He repeated, staring at me with eyes dark as night.

“Huh?” I blinked my eyes rapidly. Surely I was imagining this. There was no way Travis was asking me if I liked the freakin’ room!

“The room,” he waved his hand, encompassing the space, “do you like it?”

“Are you crazy?!” I screeched, pulling against the chains binding me once more. My wrist burned where the metal dug into my skin. “You have me trapped here.”

“Trapped is such a harsh word,” he reached out, stroking my cheek with the back of his hand. “You’ll be happy here…one day.”

“What are you talking about?” I panted, gritting my teeth as I strained away from his touch.

“We’re going to be a family.”

Nothing, and I do mean nothing, could have prepared me to hear those words leave Travis’ lips.

We’re going to be a family.

We. As in me, Travis, and my baby.

He really was off his rocker. I’d slit his throat with my very human fingernails before I let that happen.

“We are not a family,” I spat, still trying to get away from him. I was tempted to cry from the pain radiating in my arms from having my hands chained above my head.

“You may think that now,” his fingers lingered on my lips, “but you’ll change your mind.”

“I’ll never change my mind,” I growled, my heart racing in my chest as his hand ventured over the curve of my breasts. I cringed, bile rising in my throat. The dude was my cousin.

“I can be very persuasive,” he smirked, his eyes flashing gold before returning to black.

I opened my mouth to respond, but his hand slapped my cheek. The skin stung like a bitch and I was sure it was an angry red. Tears I couldn’t control filled my eyes.

I glared at Travis. “What the hell was that for?”

“You need to learn manners,” he lowered so we were eye to eye. “Caeden might like your smart mouth, but I won’t stand for it. You’re mine now, sweet Sophie,” he smoothed his fingers over my throbbing cheek in a gentle touch.

His mouth lowered on mine, and on instinct I bit down on his lip.

He jumped back and I saw a small trickle of blood.

Anger contorted his features. He reached out, grabbing a chunk of my hair, and pulled.

A scream tore out of my throat. Not only was it extremely painful having your hair ripped from your skull, but he pulled me against the chains. I heard a pop and I’m pretty sure my shoulder dislocated.

“Manners,” he pointed a finger in my face. “I expect you to have learned some when I return, and if you haven’t, this will seem like nothing,” he shoved his hand in front of me that contained long strands of my dark hair.

He turned sharply on his heel and stormed out of the room. The door slammed closed behind him and it sounded like he locked a deadbolt.

I began to cry.

I was never going to make it out of here alive.

I’d already come to that conclusion before. But now, being awake, seeing Travis…it had really hit me.

I was going to die, and there was nothing I could do about it, but that didn’t mean I’d go down without a fight. I had my baby, and Caeden, to think about. I was a mama wolf now, and we weren’t to be trifled with. If Travis thought he’d be able to break me, he was wrong.

* * *

Caeden

I wanted to kill all of them.

Every single one of them.

Even my friends.

I’m sure that made me like Travis, but right now I didn’t give a crap.

Sophie was gone, and they were looking at me like I was out of my mind. I wanted them to pay, because I knew one of them had to be a mole. Maybe even more than one. Power was a sticky fickle thing, and it got to the best of them. And Travis, with his mutants, had a lot of power.

Everyone was gathered outside, I was too angry to ask them in, and frankly I didn’t want a traitor in my house.

I was beyond keeping my beliefs to myself anymore. I wanted everyone to know.

“There’s a traitor among us,” I stated, and gasps abounded. “And I promise you, when I find out who it is,” I glared at everyone, lingering on Cody and Baxter, “there will be hell to pay.”

I watched as everyone looked around, eyeing each other as whispers spread.

“I don’t know why you’re so mad about Sophie being gone,” Cody eyed me. “You’re mates, surely you can feel her.”

I couldn’t control my reaction. I grabbed him by the collar and lifted the older man high into the air. “I can’t feel her, because of the baby. I’m not as stupid as you think, Cody,” I dropped the man, but he landed on his feet.