Resisting the Moon (Royal Shifters #2)(40)

Jaret huffed. “One way or another, I’ll get him here. I have everything in place. We just need to see if he takes the bait.”

“Then why torture Josef when you know how to get Finn here?” I growled.

“Because,” he turned to me with an evil smile, “I enjoy it.” Jumping to his feet, Jaret strolled over to where four of his men were taking off their clothes. He whispered something to them, but I couldn’t hear what he said. Josef stood tall, even though I knew he was in tremendous much pain. His gaze met mine and I swallowed hard.

“I’m sorry,” I said, mouthing the words.

He nodded once and took a deep breath. Jaret’s men had already shifted and took their places around him—two in front and two behind. They snarled, baring their teeth, but Josef paid them no mind. This went on for about five minutes and when Jaret didn’t get the reaction he wanted, he waved his hand in the air. The wolves attacked and I closed my eyes, the sound of flesh ripping and shouts of laughter were all I could hear.

Screaming, Amelie hid her face in my shoulder, her body shaking. When I opened my eyes, I really wished I hadn’t. Josef was torn to pieces, his arms and legs still hanging from the ropes.

From across the room, Jaret nodded at Stefan and he grabbed me and Amelie by the arms, lifting us up. Sebastian growled and stood up with us. Jaret made his way over, grinning from ear to ear. “Did you like the show?” he asked.

“I will when it’s you being ripped apart,” I replied angrily.

He burst out laughing and grabbed my neck, squeezing it so hard I couldn’t breathe. Sebastian lunged, but he was held back by three of Jaret’s men.

“Leave her alone!” Amelie cried.

Stefan pulled her away, and Jaret jerked me closer. “It’s your turn tomorrow, bitch. I can’t wait to play with you.” Clutching his hand tighter, he held me in place, closing his lips over mine. Sebastian’s anger flared as I tried to fight him, but there was nothing I could do. He bit my bottom lip and I cried out as he sucked down my blood, moaning and grinding himself against my hip. As soon as he let my neck go, I jerked my head away.

“You son of a bitch,” I growled.

Chuckling, he licked his lips. “What I should do is kill these two,” he said, pointing at Sebastian and Amelie, “and take you for myself. I could have so much fun with you.”

I spat on the ground, hoping to get his taste out of my mouth. Sebastian tried to fight against the men but they dragged him away while Stefan took Amelie. Now I was alone with him. “Surely you’re not afraid to take me on yourself, are you?”

“And that’s what I like about you. You’re a fighter, not like Amelie, who cowers in fear.”

My temper flared. “She loved you and she’s pregnant with your child. You’d kill them just to have me?”

“You’re a lot stronger than she is, an alpha. The son I give you will have both of our strengths. If everything goes according to plan tomorrow, I might just have to think about this.” Grabbing my arm, he pulled me out of the barn and back to the cabin. I had no clue what the hell to do.





Tyla

Instead of going in through the basement door, Jaret took me up to the main level. “Where are we going?”

“You’re staying with me tonight.”

“Fuck no, I’m not,” I hissed.

He dragged me in through the door, where Stefan waited on us. “Disobey me and my men will go straight downstairs. Who will you choose to live? Your pregnant cousin or your mate?”

Deep down, I knew who I’d choose, but I didn’t want to say it. “Fine.”

“Tyla, where are you?” Sebastian asked. I could feel his desperation through the bond.

“I’m upstairs with Jaret.”

“What the hell are you doing up there?”

Swallowing hard, I followed Jaret down the hall to a bedroom that smelled exactly like him. I tried to get the thoughts out of my head, but Sebastian kept pushing to get in. I didn’t want him seeing what was about to happen.

“Tyla! Stop pushing me out.”

Stefan stood guard at the door while Jaret shut it, locking us in. When he turned to me, he raked his hungry gaze down my body. “Turn around,” he ordered.

“Why?”

He pulled a pair of gloves out of his back pocket and slipped them on. “Not unless you want to stay in that rope for the rest of the night. Personally, I don’t want my sheets covered in wolfsbane.”

“Well, in that case, I’ll keep it on.”

Huffing, he stalked toward me but I had nowhere to go. “Tyla, answer me!” The sound of Sebastian screaming echoed in my head. Grabbing my arm, Jaret turned me around and pushed me onto the bed, pinning my body beneath his. I was stuck with my face buried into the mattress. All I could smell was his scent, it surrounded me like a dark cloud. The ropes pulled against my skin and I hissed in pain as he roughly untied me. When the ropes fell to the floor, he jerked me back to my feet.

“Does that feel better?” he asked, slipping off the gloves.

I looked down at my wrists, they were blistered and red. “Not exactly.”

He bit his lip and smirked. “Then maybe a shower will help. Take off your clothes.”

“You’ve lost your f*cking mind,” I hissed, taking a step away.