Total pages in book: 187
Estimated words: 184867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 924(@200wpm)___ 739(@250wpm)___ 616(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 184867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 924(@200wpm)___ 739(@250wpm)___ 616(@300wpm)
“Wait, what? That was it?” I gasp.
She flaunts the key card between two fingers, and my heart shatters into tiny pieces.
“You tricked me,” I say, feeling wounded.
“I gave you what you gave me,” she muses, winking. “A betrayal for a betrayal.”
I let out an audible gasp.
When she waltzes off, I put all my weight into tearing at the metal around my wrists. “Wait. You’re not just going to leave me here, are you?”
She pauses, staring at the door, the aura surrounding her suddenly shifting into an arctic ice, scaring even me. “Are you going to help me kill Ares?” Even her voice has changed.
“I cannot. You know why.”
“Then you’re just as much of a prisoner in this house as I am,” she says, marching out the door.
Holy shit, have I underestimated her.
Good God. What a girl.
Now I’m definitely rooting for her to kill him …
Before he kills me when he finds me like this.
But damn, it was worth every second.
CALEB
I take in a deep breath and knock on her door. “Crystal?”
There’s no response, and I didn’t expect her to welcome me in with open arms either, but the silence beyond this door is telling.
“Crystal, I want to talk,” I say.
I knock a few more times.
I would’ve half expected her to have thrown the furniture by now, but it’s completely quiet.
Suspicious.
I fish my key card from my pocket and open the door, peeking inside with my foot jammed against the door in case she tries to ambush me.
But there’s not a movement in sight.
I push the door open farther and check her room. “Crystal? Where are you?”
Her blanket has been thrown over and her bed is empty, the closet raided. Her bathroom door is unlocked, and there doesn’t appear to be anyone inside.
My heart begins to race.
She’s gone.
Fuck!
If I tell Ares, he’ll destroy the goddamn campus just to find her.
I bust out the door and storm toward Blaine’s room down the hallway. Maybe he took her for his own selfish interests despite the warnings Ares gave.
“Blaine!” I yell before I burst into his room unannounced, but I come to a screeching halt the moment I spot him lying in his bed with a chain around his neck, both wrists locked to his bed, and a deflated dick clearly covered in cum.
My jaw drops.
“A little help, darling?”
Fucking hell.
“What the f—Did you do this yourself? How?” I ask, confused as fuck by the scene in front of me.
I always thought he was the dominant one when it came to his flings, but maybe I was wrong.
“It’s easy to unlock them. The key is on the nightstand,” Blaine says, nodding at it.
There’s no way he would let just anyone tie him up and leave him here.
My jaw tenses. “She was here, wasn’t she?”
He smirks. “Should I lie or tell you the truth? Either way, it seems like I’ll be dead.”
Damn right, he is.
My fist balls. “Where is she?”
“She took my master key card and her phone,” he replies, shrugging. “Sorry.”
My eyes widen.
She’s escaped.
I turn around and run off.
“Hey, aren’t you going to help me get out of here?” Blaine yells, but I pay no attention to it as I rush downstairs.
Ares will deal with him later. First, I gotta find her and get her back before he realizes she’s gone.
I grasp my car keys and storm out the door, headed straight for my car. I press a button to open the gates to the property before I hop inside and hit the gas. The tires screech as I dial her number and wait until she picks up, but of course she won’t.
“Pick up, goddammit! Don’t you know what’s at stake here?” I growl after the beep. “Where are you?”
My car veers around the corner, barely avoiding the cliff near the school’s gates, and I race down the mountain while I smash my fingers onto my phone. Lucky for me, I was fucking prepared for when she’d escape my grasp. I had Blaine install a tracking app on her phone, and it’d better be his saving grace, or I swear to God I will go in there and strangle him with his own dick.
I tap the app and wait until it does its work, impatiently hitting the gas until it finally finds her location. The street outside her mom’s house.
Got her.
I race down the mountain, not giving a shit about oncoming traffic as I speed through a red light. All this fighting death only gets me hard.
Does she really not understand what she’s messing with here?
She can’t save her mother from us just as much as she can’t save herself.
My car swerves through the streets as I turn a corner and head for her mother’s home. Time is ticking, and there’s no time to waste. If she so much as even speaks a single syllable to her mother about what we’ve done …