Page 57 of The Night Wolf
The anger bled away, now replaced by terror that he was about to lose the two people that meant the world to him.
Chapter Sixteen
SEAN’S HEADswam in a sea of confusion and pain. When they’d dragged him from the van, Ryker had injected Sean with something. He got dizzy, barely able to keep his eyes open. When they got him into a room and tossed him onto the bed, he was actually grateful, because Sean knew he would have fallen down.
The click of the lock was loud in his ears. He was trapped, and there was no way Gareth would be able to save him. At one time he thought he heard Gareth’s voice in his head, but Sean was certain it was the drugs. He tried to answer, pleading with Gareth not to come. Sean didn’t want him to die.
The door opened, and soft footsteps sounded as someone approached the bed.
“Sean? Oh God, it is you!” Something cool and moist touched his forehead. “Why’d you come back?”
Quinn’s voice. Hell, it was deep, rough. How long had it been since Sean heard it? He tried to open his eyes, but it seemed they were sealed shut.
“I missed you, Sean. I never stopped thinking about you. They told me that you were gone and that I had to accept it, but I never would.”
Warmth filled Sean when his brother’s scent surrounded him. Quinn was here. He tried to speak, but the words came out garbled. He tried again but found he was unable to make his tongue work.
“Save your strength. I have to get you out of here.”
“He’s going nowhere, bitch. Get back to your room.”
A loud crack sounded, followed by Quinn’s whimpers.
“Yes, Master. I’m sorry, Master.”
Another sound, this time a thud. “I catch you in here again, and you know what’s going to happen.”
Fucking Ryker. He was terrorizing Quinn.
“No, please, Master. It won’t happen again, I swear.” Footsteps scuffled away.
“Even your brother is my bitch. When you left, your parents offered him to me in recompense. I waited to claim him until he was fourteen. I wanted to see if he was like you, but ultimately he turned out to be a disappointment. Once I found out he wasn’t an Omega, I had no use for him, so I tossed him to the pack.” Ryker shrugged. “Quinn was fun for a while, but then he got boring. Now? He’s the camp bitch, just like you will be.”
They’d fucked Quinn? Raped his baby brother? Anger whirled inside Sean. Though he was afraid for Gareth’s safety, he needed his matenow.
Gareth! I need you. Please, help me!
Whether Gareth heard or not, Sean didn’t know. This time he tried to open his eyes, and when he did, he found Ryker standing over him, leering.
“You’re awake. Good. I’d hate to think you’d sleep through what’s coming.” He reached down and stroked a hand over Sean’s belly. “My pup. I can’t wait until he meets his father.”
Sean struggled to sit up, but he had no control over his body. “Not… yours….”
Ryker sneered. “It should have been!” He scrubbed a hand over his hair and sighed. “He will be. Don’t you worry about that. When I have him, I won’t have any use for you. Then he’ll be raised here, among his loving pack, while you will take your brother’s place. Since he’s used up, we can get rid of him finally.” He growled. “Whining bitch needs to go.”
How could his parents have done this? Bad enough they turned over Sean, but their only other son?
“My parents—”
An evil glint came into Ryker’s cold, dead eyes as he leaned in close to Sean and whispered, “Were very tasty.” He stepped away and licked his lips. “It was a hard winter, and meat was in short supply. I sent them out into the woods and told them if they survived, they’d be welcome back in the pack. Like your brother, they were a disappointment. It wasn’t even ten minutes before we took them down.” Ryker leered at Sean. “You know the rules: survival of the fittest. The weak and helpless are a drain on our resources and therefore have to go. But don’t worry, they made a magnificent stew.”
Theyatehis parents? Sean’s stomach rolled over. Wolves were carnivores, but not supposed to be cannibals. This proved that Ryker had lost it.
“The best part? Now that we have you, your brother is next. What do you think? Will he be tender?” Ryker jabbed Sean in the stomach. “And you’ll either eat what we serve you, or you’ll starve to death, and your baby will die too.”
“Then you wouldn’t have him!”
“There is more than one way, Sean.” Ryker stroked a hand over Sean’s face, causing his stomach to heave. “Now lie still and let the drugs do their work.”
