Total pages in book: 266
Estimated words: 250787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1254(@200wpm)___ 1003(@250wpm)___ 836(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 250787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1254(@200wpm)___ 1003(@250wpm)___ 836(@300wpm)
Sierra cries and now the fresh scar makes sense. Sterilization is a requirement here at Carnage. Doesn’t matter man or woman, whoever is brought in as a prisoner is to be made sure they can never reproduce. How long have they had her hidden here if they’ve already done that to her?
“But…” The bitch continues, getting my attention and pointing at her four men who followed us out here. “If you choose to be done with her, then you give her to them.”
“No,” I snap as Sierra’s cries turn to sobs, knowing exactly what she means. Either I keep her here for me and allow the bitch to torture Sierra or I hand her over to her men to let them rape her. “Absolutely not.”
The woman’s frown deepens.
“Haidyn…please…” Sierra sobs, and I turn back to face her.
My eyes quickly scan the barbed wire around her wrists, neck, and ankles. She’s been cutting herself trying to get free. There’s no way for me to get it off unless I cut it, and I have no way to do so.
“PLEASE…” Sierra screams, her panic rising at what’s to come. “Don’t let them do this to me!” She yanks on the barbed wire, and it cuts deeper.
I’ve shared her before, but this is different. Things have changed since Ashtyn ran, and I’m not about to let these sick bastards rape Sierra because I’m being tested. Or let them punish her for nothing she’s done.
“What the fuck do you want?” I shout at the woman, losing my patience. We both know it. I’m powerless here, and I hate it. I don’t love Sierra, but I also don’t want to see her being tortured or raped by these men. She has nothing to do with Carnage. She’s here because of me. I turned down Ashtyn as mine, and then I helped her escape. Sierra was stuck with me as her Lord because of my father. After I refused two different chosens, my father decided for me. It was no longer an option. We were forced into each other’s lives. She didn’t choose me. Everything leads back to me.
“My men work hard, Haidyn. And I believe that hard work should be rewarded. Like yourself.” She reaches out and one of them hands her a pair of pliers. “Cut her free and let them play.”
My eyes drop to the pliers as my heart races at her words. Sierra won’t stand a chance. Two days with no food or water…she’s exhausted and bleeding. Even if I could take all four of them on, she wouldn’t be able to get far.
This bitch has taken over Carnage, and there’s nothing I can do about it. Saint is still in the hospital with no word on his condition other than they’ve got him sedated for a better chance at recovery. I don’t believe that shit. I haven’t seen Kash in days. I can only save one person at a time.
Taking them in my hand, I turn back to Sierra. She shakes her head, fresh tears falling from her eyes. “Please…no…”
I pocket the pliers and place both hands back on her face, gripping her tear-streaked cheeks. “Shh, calm down. Deep breath, baby.”
She sniffs, snot running from her nose.
“Good girl.”
“Please,” she whispers. “Please…please…Haidyn…don’t let them…” She sobs, unable to finish her sentence.
My chest tightens. I’ve done some fucked-up shit in my life, but I don’t kill the innocent, especially women.
“Don’t let them rape—”
“Calm down.” I interrupt her. “Relax.” I nod my head as my eyes search hers. “Can you do that for me?”
I feel her trembling body relax into the fence the best she can and give her a reassuring smile. Gently, I turn her head side to side to see how much movement the barbed wire wrapped around her neck allows. “That’s it. You’re doing great, baby.”
Taking a second, I place my forehead against hers, feeling my heart pound in my chest. “I’m sorry…”
A soft sob leaves her cracked lips before she whispers, “Thank you.” Is she accepting her fate, or does she think I have a plan to save her? Because I can’t think of one. Whoever this bitch is that’s running the show here now has an army. She’s brought in her own men. I have no control. None of us Spade brothers do.
I pull back; her bloodshot eyes meet mine, and she gives me a soft smile as fresh tears fall over her bottom lashes. Without another thought, I snap her neck.
Sierra’s body goes limp against the fence, and I gently lower her head. Stepping back, I release her and see her hanging there like a sacrifice that didn’t need to be made.
My heart is heavy, and my pulse races. I’m fucking gasping for breath. I killed her. We both knew that was the only option she had. Who knows what they would have done to her or how long she would have been a prisoner of Carnage. She didn’t belong here.