Page 78 of Pulse
“I don’t want them knowing.”
“Ash…”
He shrugged my hands off his shoulders.
“You guys were friends once, yes?”
“How do you know?” he asked.
“Because you knew his first name. Nobody gives out names here. Not unless they’re cocky assholes like you.”
“We weren’t friends,” he said, the tone in his voice lightening slightly. “We had an understanding.”
“Then consider that understanding reinstated.”
Ash turned, his gaze meeting mine. “I still don’t want you speaking for me.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “That’s not fair.”
Ash grunted,signalingthat he was done discussing it.
“And it’s okay for you to speak for me?”
His gaze fixed on something over my shoulder and I was instantly dismissed. Typical.
“Ren.” His arm shot out and yanked me against his chest with so much force I almost bounced off him.
“What-” I began, but when I saw the look on his face, I clamped my mouth shut.
There was pissed off, then there was Ash. That could only mean one thing and my heart started pounding in my chest.
“So therumorswere true.”
Spinning on my heel, I came face to face with Hammer. My heart jack-hammered in my chest and I instantly felt like puking. He was still ugly as fuck, nothing had changed there. Ugly and evil.
I began to breathe hard, my skin crawling. Hammer fixed his beady eyes on me and smirked, holding up his finger and wiggling it at me with a lewd wink.
“Back off Hammer,” Ash snarled, caging me against his chest with a thick arm.
“Or what?” His retort was aimed at Ash, but he didn’t shift his gaze from mine. It was meant to get to me, worm into my subconscious and throw me off my game…and it was working.
Anger blazed hot and hard through my body and I lunged forward with a snarl, breaking free of Ash’s hold. I wanted to rip Hammer’s dirty fucking cock off and ram it down his throat. I wanted to see him suffer for what he did to us and especially for what he did to Violet. He had to pay.
I went to swing a fist, but strong arms circled around my waist, dragging me back.
Hammer and his posse stared at us for a moment before bursting into laughter as I thrashed against Ash’s grip around me.
“Would you look at that?” Hammer drawled, egging me on even more. “I like women with fight in them. Makes the game even more satisfying.” He fisted his filthy hand into his crotch and thrust in my direction.
I got the suggestion completely and I wanted to vomit.
“Fucking rapist,” I screeched at him.
Ash hauled me down the corridor and into the change rooms as Hammer and his goons laughed after us. I struggled against his hold, but his arms were like steel. I was tough, but not that tough.
“Calm down,” he murmured in my ear. “What do you think you’re going to do against him? Fight him on your own?”
“I want to hack his cock off!” I yelled, thumping my fists, trying to connect with anything that would make him let me go.
