Tall, Dark & Heartless (Pyte/Sentinel #3)(14)

Out of the corner of her eye she could see Caine leaning back against the wall, looking pretty bored. She ignored him and focused on the ass**le glaring at her. As the pain started to subside she became aware of her surroundings and the fact that she was wearing a man's shirt and nothing else.

"It's pretty sad that the only way you could get me out of my panties was to wait until I was unconscious," she said, forcing herself to get to her feet and praying that her shaky limbs wouldn't give her away. At least her headache was gone, she noted wryly.

"Don't flatter yourself, Danni. We both know I never wanted any of that," Greg said, smiling smugly. "Didn't you ever wonder why I never pushed for anything more than a few lousy kisses?"

She had wondered about that, especially knowing his reputation for pretty much f**king anything with tits. From the start of their relationship he'd been very hands off only showing her affection whenever she started to pull away from the relationship. At the time she'd been happy that she didn't have to come up with an excuse to turn him down, but now she knew it had all been part of his plan.

"I just figured you couldn't get it up without picturing some guy's tight ass," she said, earning a chuckle from Caine, who otherwise said and did nothing.

She prepared herself for the end as she saw his finger slide closer to the red button and nearly sighed with disappointment as he moved his finger away and ground his jaw.

"Since you're awake I might as well clue you into the plan. I think it will make everything so much easier if you both know what's expected of you."

"Oh joy," Caine said flatly. "I can hardly wait."

Greg threw him a killing glare as he took a step in his direction only to suddenly pause and step back, probably realizing Caine would rip him apart even if it meant her death. For that it would be well worth it.

"This is how it's going to play out, so listen up," he said in the same tone of faux authority he tried using on the more gullible humans in their unit. "The two of you are stuck in this room until you give the Master what he wants."

"Oh? And what would your Master like?" Danni asked mockingly.

"Shut up, bitch, and I'll tell you," he said, throwing her another glare before focusing all his attention on Caine. "If you want to leave, you have a few choices here. You can either turn her into a Pyte or f**k her and get her pregnant so in nine months we can have our very own Pyte from scratch. Of course she'll never survive the delivery if you don't change her," he said with a shrug before continuing, "The choice that will work best in her favor of course is to change her and get her knocked up so we get two for one."

Caine chuckled without humor. "Never f**king happening so you might as well get on with your next plan."

"You mean kill her?" Greg asked.

Caine shrugged. "Whatever it is, get on with it. You're boring the shit out of me."

"Just so you know if she dies we'll just keep bringing in women until you either get bored and give us what we want or we find something that you like."

"Give it up. It's never going to happen. Better men then you have tried to get me to turn humans and they all failed. Just like you will," Caine said evenly.

Greg smiled, shaking his head ruefully. "That's because they all took the wrong approach. They either tortured you or starved you. We don't plan on doing either. Instead we're going to focus all of our attention on Danni here until you either f**k her or turn her. Again, we actually prefer that you do both."

"Not interested," Danni said, crossing her arms over her chest. There was no way she was going to be part of his plans, especially if they planned on trying to bring an innocent child into this.

"Once you change her or knock her up," Greg continued as if she hadn't spoken. "We'll release you."

"You're full of shit," Caine said and Danni had to agree. There was no way they were going to let him go after taking him captive and pissing him off.

"It's a chance you'll have to take," Greg said, shrugging as he turned his attention back to her. "Until he either f**ks you or changes you, you get to have the pleasure of starving, but don't worry you'll have plenty of water," he said, grinning as he gestured to the shower and toilet set up in the far corner.

That was fine with her. It would give her time to either figure out a way to escape, if that wasn't possible she'd find a way to take her own life and wreck their plans. It wasn't her first choice, but she'd do what she had to do in order to make sure they failed. Too many lives were at stake here. Her eyes darted to Caine, maybe she could ask him to-

"Oh, I wouldn't even think about asking Caine to end your suffering." When she glared at Greg he smiled smugly. "Something you should know," he said, shoving the small red cooler with his foot towards Caine. "We plan on keeping him well fed so he doesn't rip into you out of hunger, but if you should die then he'll remain in this room for a couple of years without a single drop of blood."

She didn't need to look at Caine to know that last bit of information had his attention. Going without blood for him was physically painful and would leave him in agony. Since she knew that he wouldn't willingly hurt himself for her, she also knew that her plans had just changed. Just because he came for her when Greg took her didn't mean that he would do anything for her. It surprised her that he did at least that much for her, but she wasn't going to be foolish enough to think that it was anything more than a mistake on his part. Now she would either have to find a way to escape or wait until she starved to death and hoped it would be quick.