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she wouldn’t be in the state she’s in. God, she has to be in so much pain, and it’s all our fault .”
“We did everything we could under the circumstances, Seton. We tried to keep her safe. She wasn’t ready for us,” Wolf replied calmly. “We made some terrible mistakes with trying to build a relationship with Janie, but we aren’t to blame for her condition. Smith and his people are. You didn’t lay into her with your fists, so stop feeling guilty about that.”
“She was under our protection, for fuck’s sake,” Seton snapped. “Of course I feel guilty. We aren’t letting her out of our sight. There is no way in hell I’m letting her go again. I don’t give a flying fuck what her parents think about us. She’s ours.” Seton slammed his fist down on the table.
Wolf stared at his brother in surprise. That was the only time he had ever seen Seton close to losing control, and he felt a smile tugging at his lips, but he controlled the urge. He knew his brother was going to push Janie too far once she was feeling well again, and he for one couldn’t wait for the sparks to fly.
Chapter Eight
Janie felt the hands on her arm and the needle slide into her flesh. Whimpering with fear when she felt the putrid, moist breath on her cheek, she cringed away, but already she felt the drug permeating her blood. Even as the drug spread throughout her body, she could hear that voice close to her ear.
“You are going to feel so much pain. First I’ll cut you open right down the middle. Then I’m going to pull out your liver, kidneys, and spleen. And then, when you don’t think you can take any more, I’ll cut out your heart. You won’t be able to do a thing about it. Your screams will be music to my ears.” The voice was so cold and calculatingly evil that Janie felt sick to her stomach. With the last reserves of her strength, she swung her arm with all her might. Her hand connected with his head, and he growled at her. But then, to Janie’s horror, he laughed. Her attempt had been so feeble, even she knew it was pathetic, but she had to try. She couldn’t let him cut her up without at least trying to fight. Just as the laughter faded, a fist landed on her face. She opened her mouth and screamed long and loud. Surely someone would hear her and alert the authorities. Surely someone would rescue her. Please, God, help me were her last thoughts as consciousness faded.
Janie became aware of her hands flailing and connected with solid flesh. She sobbed as she fought the hold and opened her mouth to scream. Just as the first sound rent the air, she heard the voices calling to her, and the noise diminished as she listened.
“Janie, it’s all right, sugar. You’re safe with us, honey. Come on, wake up, sweetheart.”
Slowly, the voice penetrated into her mind, and she relaxed against the comforting warmth surrounding her. The tension left her body, and she slumped down, totally exhausted. She was safe. The scent surrounding her was familiar. Breathing in deeply, she forced her eyelids open a crack. Her vision was blurry, but she was able to see silhouettes.
“Are you okay, baby?” Wolf asked from nearby.
“Yes. Sorry, I was dreaming.”
“You have nothing to be sorry for, darlin’,” Lander stated with conviction. “Are you sure you’re all right?”
“Yeah, just tired. I can’t believe how tired I am,” Janie replied with a sigh.
“Do you want to go back to sleep, sugar?” Seton asked. His voice was virtually on top of her, prompting her to realize it was his lap beneath her, his arms wrapped around her, his hard chest warming her side.
“No. I want to get up. I’m hungry.”
“Why don’t you take a shower, baby, and while you get cleaned up we’ll see what we can rustle up?” Wolf suggested.
“Oh, I don’t have any of my things here. I don’t have anything to wear,” she mumbled dejectedly.
“Your things have been sent for, sugar, but until then you can wear some of our
“We did everything we could under the circumstances, Seton. We tried to keep her safe. She wasn’t ready for us,” Wolf replied calmly. “We made some terrible mistakes with trying to build a relationship with Janie, but we aren’t to blame for her condition. Smith and his people are. You didn’t lay into her with your fists, so stop feeling guilty about that.”
“She was under our protection, for fuck’s sake,” Seton snapped. “Of course I feel guilty. We aren’t letting her out of our sight. There is no way in hell I’m letting her go again. I don’t give a flying fuck what her parents think about us. She’s ours.” Seton slammed his fist down on the table.
Wolf stared at his brother in surprise. That was the only time he had ever seen Seton close to losing control, and he felt a smile tugging at his lips, but he controlled the urge. He knew his brother was going to push Janie too far once she was feeling well again, and he for one couldn’t wait for the sparks to fly.
Chapter Eight
Janie felt the hands on her arm and the needle slide into her flesh. Whimpering with fear when she felt the putrid, moist breath on her cheek, she cringed away, but already she felt the drug permeating her blood. Even as the drug spread throughout her body, she could hear that voice close to her ear.
“You are going to feel so much pain. First I’ll cut you open right down the middle. Then I’m going to pull out your liver, kidneys, and spleen. And then, when you don’t think you can take any more, I’ll cut out your heart. You won’t be able to do a thing about it. Your screams will be music to my ears.” The voice was so cold and calculatingly evil that Janie felt sick to her stomach. With the last reserves of her strength, she swung her arm with all her might. Her hand connected with his head, and he growled at her. But then, to Janie’s horror, he laughed. Her attempt had been so feeble, even she knew it was pathetic, but she had to try. She couldn’t let him cut her up without at least trying to fight. Just as the laughter faded, a fist landed on her face. She opened her mouth and screamed long and loud. Surely someone would hear her and alert the authorities. Surely someone would rescue her. Please, God, help me were her last thoughts as consciousness faded.
Janie became aware of her hands flailing and connected with solid flesh. She sobbed as she fought the hold and opened her mouth to scream. Just as the first sound rent the air, she heard the voices calling to her, and the noise diminished as she listened.
“Janie, it’s all right, sugar. You’re safe with us, honey. Come on, wake up, sweetheart.”
Slowly, the voice penetrated into her mind, and she relaxed against the comforting warmth surrounding her. The tension left her body, and she slumped down, totally exhausted. She was safe. The scent surrounding her was familiar. Breathing in deeply, she forced her eyelids open a crack. Her vision was blurry, but she was able to see silhouettes.
“Are you okay, baby?” Wolf asked from nearby.
“Yes. Sorry, I was dreaming.”
“You have nothing to be sorry for, darlin’,” Lander stated with conviction. “Are you sure you’re all right?”
“Yeah, just tired. I can’t believe how tired I am,” Janie replied with a sigh.
“Do you want to go back to sleep, sugar?” Seton asked. His voice was virtually on top of her, prompting her to realize it was his lap beneath her, his arms wrapped around her, his hard chest warming her side.
“No. I want to get up. I’m hungry.”
“Why don’t you take a shower, baby, and while you get cleaned up we’ll see what we can rustle up?” Wolf suggested.
“Oh, I don’t have any of my things here. I don’t have anything to wear,” she mumbled dejectedly.
“Your things have been sent for, sugar, but until then you can wear some of our
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