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“Just like that?” I snort, knowing better. “I come with you, and she gets to leave here?”

“With all the other escapees. You have my word,” he says, but his words mean little to me. He snaps his fingers. “Oh, and then there’s Poppy, your sister.”

My heart thuds erratically in my chest. “What about Poppy?” I hear my voice shake as I take another step back.

“I’ll make sure she doesn’t end up in another lab.” He smiles. “I’ll even make sure that your brother’s ship remains intact. Right now, I have a mage on his ship, waiting on my order. One call, and they all explode.” He mimes an explosion with his hands.

Their freedom or mine.

The decision is easy.

I nod my head once. “You swear?”

“You have my word, my sweet Sawyer.”

I want to gag, but I better get used to it. “I’ll go with you.”

More shouts ring out in the hall, followed by gunshots.

“Good choice.” Sal’s eyes jerk to his right, my left.

It’s my only warning before a needle sinks into my neck. I gasp for air, feeling betrayed by an alpha I knew would betray me.

“Forgive me, Sawyer, but I can’t take any chances that you’ll run off.” Sal crouches as I sink to the floor. The drug works through my system too fast. Cupping my face, he runs a thumb along my bottom lip. “I can’t wait to break you. Sleep, Sawyer,” he barks at me. “Your first courting gift is waiting for us at home.”

The drug tries like hell to drag me into oblivion.

I’ll destroy you from the inside out, I vow before the drug sweeps me away.

Bryn

This is all wrong. Sawyer’s shocked and anguished face will remain seared into my memory for the rest of my life. She wore every emotion in every little line and crease around her eyes and forehead. I could see her pain in the way she nibbled her lip and rushed off, unable to even look at me, at us.

“We need to hurry,” Rumor whispers to me, avoiding Thea, her knowing eyes, and her grip that just won’t relent.

From the moment they woke me up to the second we got up here, she’s acted in the strangest way, but I can’t put my finger on it.

Thea is not at all what she seems.

Does she smell amazing? Yes, but not as tempting as Sawyer.

Did she call to me when she perfumed? Yes, but not in the way she should. She instigated my protective side in the way all omegas do. Sure, she smells good, but I can’t help but wonder how Sawyer would smell if she perfumed for me. That, and the way my taste buds remembered her.

Her, not Thea.

It’s neither here nor there right now though.

She’s okay.

I will show her what she means to me, to us, just as soon as we get the rest of the women out of here. Sawyer’s anger reminds me that she’s alive, and hell, I’ll take all her anger as long as she breathes. The bite on her hand healed, and only a slight bump and scar remain. I looked there first.

Amends will occur as soon as we escape.

“You don’t have to go,” Thea calls to Rumor and me as we dart down the steps. Our boots squeak as we round yet another floor. “Rumor!” Thea shouts.

I want nothing more than to ignore her, ignore her pout and her whimpers, which I swear she’s weaponizing against us.

“What is it, Thea?” I pause and give Rumor a look that says, I’ll deal with her. Truth is, I wanted Sin to take over, but he took one look at her and ran the other way. He couldn’t deal with her, which is why he’s loading women into a van. He is purposely avoiding having to deal with her, but he will.

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