Chapter 15
Chapter Fifteen
RACHEL
H is nod is so subtle that I almost miss it.
Bracken has a plan, but God knows what it is. Can I even trust him?
Fear knots in my belly as the man’s grip tightens around my arm.
I sure as hell don’t trust this guy, so I have no choice. I have to trust Bracken.
“Let’s make this interesting,” the man says as he pulls me closer. “You want the girl back? I’ll give her back. But I’m fucking her first.”
“No!” I scream, trying to twist out of his hold.
I was fine letting Bracken have his way with me, even though I’d never allowed a man into that realm before. But there is no way in hell that this guy is going to lay a finger on me.
His grip is unyielding, and I yelp at the pain of his fingers digging into me.
“That’s not happening.” Bracken steps forward, his hands clenched into fists.
“I think it will,” the man taunts, and then he slithers his tongue over my neck.
Nausea claws at my throat, but I say nothing.
My heart pounds in terror. But then I remember Bracken’s slight nod, our silent understanding.
With a deep breath, I gather all my strength and drive my elbow into the man’s gut.
He grunts in pain.
When he loosens his grip, I slip free.