Page 33 of Bayou Knights
“What the fuck?”
“Seems that the fake Beast club is doing their best to keep us all separated and vulnerable,” I say.
“Fuck,” Dixon mutters. That seems to be the phrase of the day.
“I thought you guys checked her house,” I say to Ziggy.
“We did, I swear she wasn’t there. Unless they brought her in under dead of night and we missed it, she wasn’t there,” he says.
“We need to get home. Gage is waiting for us, and we need to be there when Lyra gets home,” I say, helping Dixon up from his seat, his age is finally starting to show on him. It’s been a rough couple of weeks for him.
“I’ll tell the others,” Ziggy goes to tell the rest of my brothers what’s going on as I text Ranger about the plans. He says he will take care of the others that are staying back. Poor Zoe. And Noah. Fuck.
CHAPTERFIFTEEN
Plum
I can hear voices outside my door, but I’m too tired to lift my head.
“Lyra has been taken care of,” I hear a male voice.
“She was going to ruin it for us,” another voice says.
“She needs to sign over,” first voice says. “We need that property to move girls.”
“Just found out that she doesn’t have access to that,” the second voice says.
“So, we use her as blackmail?”
“No, we let the men have their way and send her broken to her new master like planned. I will get the person that has access to her funds to sign off,” the second voice says.
“Sawyer, you could try to persuade her,” the second voice cackles.
“My pleasure,” he sneers as he comes into view, running a finger down my body, poking at all the new bruises. I watch as he pulls a knife out and I hope he’s here to kill me.
“Kill me,” I gasp.
“Nope. Are you going to sign?” he asks.
“No,” I state, though he knows I don’t have access to my money. Now it’s just sadistic fun for him.
I feel him slice across my thigh and I cry out.
“It doesn’t hurt,” he laughs as he does the other one. I feel him slice up and down my legs, I cry out for each one.
“Shut up, bitch,” he smacks me on the face.
I feel the bed dip and see that he’s trying to shove his dick in my face, but I turn away. He forces me to look at him, squeezing my face as he spits on me. I feel dirty. I am dirty.
I can only hope for peace.
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Zion
The ride home felt longer. I’m sure it had to do with all the shit on my mind. Bones, Plum, her sister. Human traffickers.Noah and Zoe.
“Trick and Cupid are coming in hot,” Ziggy said as I take a seat at the table in the kitchen. I don’t think I slept. I did bring Gage to the clubhouse, and he slept on my couch while I tossed and turned on my bed in the room I keep there in case I need to crash. I felt bad for him. I should have taken the couch since I couldn’t sleep. He barely fit on it, I barely fit on it. Maybe I should bring it up to add on rooms, but that’s for another day, not today.
