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“It’s better than being stuck with you again,” I say with a deadpan expression.

“You need to stop this little cunt act of yours,” he says.

“Or what?” I ask. “Are you going to rape me into submission again? Are you going to lock me in a room for five more years?Fuck you.” I spit in his face, and he grabs me by the face and slams my head back against the window, making me whimper in pain.

“Spit at me again and I’ll cut your goddamn tongue out,” he says with a grave tone. “You don’t need a tongue for me to fuck that pretty little throat. Do you understand me?” I nod, tears welling up because I can’t say anything with the grip he has on my face. “Get in the godsdamn truck, shut the fuck up, and be a good girl.” Zypher opens the door back and shoves me inside to sit beside Morwen.

“I’m going to make you regret that, whore,” he says as he grabs me by the hair and drags me closer to him.

“I doubt it, psycho,” I retort. Morwen keeps a tight hold on me as we drive. I could continue being a raging bitch, but I am pretty sure he would actually cut my tongue out.

We haven’t driven for long when we pull into a garage in the back of a massive abandoned building. Morwen gets out and drags me with him. “If you run, I’ll break your fucking legs,” Morwen snaps at me. He has a tight hold on my forearm, his gun still in his other hand. Zypher unlocks a door before I am taken inside.

It istheconcrete room from my vision. The metal table is there, bolted to the floor in the middle of the room. In the back right corner, chains are hanging from the ceiling. In the back left corner is a makeshift bathroom and a metal bar running along the left wall.

Morwen shoves me into the room, towards the table. Zypher bends me over the end so that Morwen can attach the chains to my wrists and pulls my arms above my head. They don’t speak a word as they slice my clothing off and put a hood over my head. Zypher lets out a moan as I feel his hands travel along my naked body. I shudder, disgusted.

I hear their footsteps fade away, followed by the door slamming shut. I groan and put my head on the cold table. I am more annoyed that they put a fucking hood on my head. What the fuck am I going to look at? The gray walls?

They leave me here like this for what seems like a lifetime. My body is aching from how I am positioned, and I am cold. When the door comes open again, I hear shuffling around. One of them places their hand on my lower back, and I flinch. “Nothing to say?” Zypher says.

“If you are expecting me to beg or some shit, you are sadly mistaken,” I say simply.

“No, you’re too much of a stubborn bitch for that,” he says. “I know you well enough, Lilith. I know every button to press to get a reaction. I know what makes you mad. I know you internalize everything, so all I have to do is wait for you to shut down, and you’ll go back to that helpless little girl that I had living in my home.

“You like them weak and helpless, Zypher?” I ask. “You have no idea what I’ve become.”

“We’ll see about that,” he laughs. I hear his zipper, and I make myself relax. I know his habits with sex. He is so predictable, so I know what to expect. What I don’t expect is for my magic to no longer protect me from pain. Zypher slams himself in my ass, and I let out a blood-curdling scream. I pull on my chains in hopes that they’ll loosen, but they don’t. He thrusts into me with so much force that I am quickly reduced to nothing but sobs as he rapes me.

When he finishes, Morwen steps behind me. “As soon as you left, I had that lock picked. You thought you could castrate me, bitch?” He yells at me as he shoves himself inside of me. Pain surges through my belly, and I cry harder. I refuse to beg. I won’t do it, but gods dammit, this hurts. No amount of begging will change the fact that I’m going to be here for a while.

Morwen is more brutal than Zypher and lasts longer. My body gives up at a certain point, and I lie across the table whimpering in pain. When he finishes, he shoves himself inside of me as far as he can, making me cry out in pain. When he finishes, Zypher takes off my restraints so Morwen can stand me up. He pulls me back from the table a few steps with his arm banded around my waist.

“Each and every day, I want you to remember this moment and know that it is your fault,” Morwen says ominously. He grabs the hood that is covering my head and yanks it off.

“No!” I scream as my legs buckle. Pain stings through my heart, and reality comes crashing down around me, forcing the realization to sink in.

This is all my fault.

Chapter Thirty Six

Daemon

“What?”Iyellatthe witch. “Where is Lilith?” I turn and ask Striker.

“She went outside with Fermin, why?” he asks.

“Fuck. Get Volis off that goddamn bus. Now,” I say.

“What’s going on?” he asks.

“Fermin was a goddamn mole. He’s leading her to Zypher,” I say as I turn and run outside to find her.

I run outside, attracting the attention of everyone. I hear groaning coming from around the side of the building, so I turn and run that way. When I see Fermin on the ground bleeding, Thuly comes out of nowhere and jumps on him.

”Thuly, don’t,” I yell. He stops just short of ripping into his neck but doesn’t move to get off of him. “We have to let Lilith get her revenge. Okay? Lilith should be the one to kill him. She will let you have him after. I promise, Thuly. I promise I will make sure he pays.” I say, trying to calm the nearly five-foot creature.

“He betrayed my mom,” I hear a voice say in my head. I blink, stunned for a second, but Thuly looks absolutely heartbroken.

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