Page 54 of Sold Wolf Slave

“Right now, your sister and your former master and his friends are unharmed,” he said, jerking the chain taut so I was forced to look at him. “If you come quietly, that will stay the case. If you keep fighting me, however, Cain will put a hit out on the Gold Wolves, and you’ll never see your sister again. Do you understand?”

I stared up at him, fear and anger burning through me. I wanted to fight, even if I couldn’t hurt him. I wanted to try to escape. But then thoughts of Morgan and Will floated to the surface. I couldn’t. Anything I did now would only hurt them. I couldn’t do that. Not again.

I gave a short, slow nod as I glowered up at Ronan. He smirked, nodding in satisfaction.

“Good. At least you’re finally seeing some sense.” He tugged again at the chain. “And stop sulking. I’m sure some nice guy will buy you for a decent price.” He gave a leer. “And you don’t need to worry about your sister anymore. She’s in good hands.”

Rage boiled inside me. I glowered at him, wanting to tear him to shreds and knowing I couldn’t. When I refused to move, he scowled and yanked at the leash, lurching me forward.

“Let’s go,” he ordered. “The longer you dally, the worse it’s going to be for you and everyone else.”

There was nothing I could do. I followed him out without a word.

Chapter 20 - Will

The instant I saw the house, I knew something was wrong. The door stood wide open, the area around the lock completely torn apart, as if someone had forced their way in.

Without thinking, without even scouting the area to make sure there wasn’t anyone lying in wait or moving in with caution in case whoever had broken in was still there, I dashed into the house, leaving Chris and Nolan behind me.

“Kendra?” I called, even as I already knew it would be useless. She had either run the instant someone had broken in or the intruders had taken her.

Or she’s dead, an annoying voice whispered in the back of my head. I let out a snarl as I pushed the thought from my head. It wasn’t going to do anyone any good.

Her scent was stale. A knife lay on the kitchen floor as if someone had dropped it, but that was the only sign of a struggle.

“Is she here?” Nolan asked when he entered.

“No,” I barked. I could smell an acrid, burning smell. The scent of another shifter, though it was as stale as Kendra’s. I thought I recognized it.

Ronan. They had found out what we did sooner than we expected.

“God, I’m a fucking idiot,” I snarled. “I should have brought her to the portal last night. At the very least, I should have left one of you guys here to keep an eye on her.”

“He moved faster than we thought he would,” Chris said. “You couldn’t have known.”

I growled, not answering.

“It’s not all over. We know who took her,” Nolan said. “We know where she is.”

I let out another snarl. “You’re right,” I spat, and I spun on my heels. “Let’s go have a chat with Cain.”

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We marched through the building, expecting to be stopped at any moment, but meeting no opposition whatsoever. I came to a halt in front of the guards blocking Cain’s office, glowering at them, preparing for a fight.

“I’m here to see Cain,” I growled.

Instead of saying no or asking why or even looking the least bit confused, they simply nodded and stepped to the side. “He’s waiting for you,” one of them growled.

Apprehension nagged at the back of my brain, but I shoved it away. I didn’t care if Cain expected us or if it was a trap. I was here to get Kendra back, and I wasn’t going to leave until that happened. Being allowed to waltz into his office just made that easier.

Cain lounged behind his desk, waiting. He smirked as he watched me march forward, the glee seeming to spread every second.

“To what do I owe the pleasure?” he drawled, even though we both knew why I was here.

“You took Kendra,” I growled.

“Yes, I did,” he said simply. “And you and your Gold Wolves friends attacked my men and tried to kidnap my soon-to-be bride.”

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