12. Chapter 12
Chapter 12
Derek
I had caught wind of a wolf, but I didn’t think it would be him. Part of me felt he loved her, and a more significant part of me thought she loved him. Possibly some kind of trauma bond. Her going to visit him was driving me mad, but she was going to be mine soon, mine to claim, mine to marry, mine to fuck, forever. She didn’t realize it was him putting these hits on her. She didn’t know I was going to fucking end him. I would let her get her closure and get whatever she needed out of the way. Who knew, maybe he would tell her himself. One thing I knew for sure was that she would never have to work again. She would spend the rest of her days living the life she should, happy.
I was going to take care of her. No one was going to fuck with my wife ever again.
Britt
I walked into the room where visitation happened. I went through security quicker than usual and was so grateful because I hated this place. I saw them bringing him into the little entryway room where his cuffs were removed, and he stared at me through the wide window. His smile was different. He was as handsome as ever, but his energy was off. I could feel it from here. The hairs on my neck rose, and goosebumps rippled over my skin in a slow wave.
He walked into the main room, his blue jumpsuit tied at his waist and the white muscle shirt beneath it clinging to his muscular frame. He looked smaller than I remembered him, nothing like Derek. Lionel was six feet tall and had the build of a boxer. He pulled me into a tight hug, and I heard him inhale deeply as he planted his nose in my hair. He had done this forever, but it never creeped me out before. He put one finger under my chin and lifted it, so I looked up at him.
I took him in, His jet-black hair and blue eyes. Those blue eyes used to swallow me up. I felt uneasiness in my stomach as I looked into them. I wanted to look away, but I also didn’t want him to think something was wrong. Something felt intimate about all this, but I had never noticed before I gave my heart to Derek.
His deep, scratchy voice filled my ears, and the comfort I used to feel was absent; now, I felt disgusted. Suddenly, flashes of him touching me while I was sleeping pop into my head. The times I stirred awake, and he said to go back to sleep because I was dreaming. The way he would set me up with grown men to make money off my body. I thought he kept me safe, but suddenly for some fucking reason that I was sure I would never know, it all hit me. He fucked me, just like everyone else in my life had.
“How is my baby girl? Huh?” his lip grazed over my lips, another habit he has always had. Why couldn’t I see this before? What fucking rose-colored funhouse glasses was I wearing?
“It’s you, isn’t it?”
“You are putting hits out on me.”
“Baby girl, what are you talking about? What are those knights putting in your head, lil mama?”
“Don’t,” I say, my teeth gritted so tight my jaw hurt.
“You took advantage of me.”
“No!” his loud voice boomed throughout the empty room, the brick walls supporting his harshness.
“You wanted the life. You begged me to keep you, don’t you remember?”
I shook my head, tears falling down my face.
“A ratty-haired, little whore like you, I am the only man in your life who protected you; I showed you how to make it in these streets.”
I wish Derek were here.
“Then you fell in love with that puto down the street. You were letting him fuck what was mine, and then when I confronted him, he ratted me out to keep you to himself”
His hand went around my throat, and I gasped.
“You owe me your life, your body, everything. So, when I hear you’re out here fucking with a knight, falling in love with him when you belong to me, yeah, I put some hits out.”
“Well, we killed them all,” I spat, lifting my chin in defiance. Already so pissed, I let him make me cry.
“Yeah, I heard, but guess what?”
“What?” I asked.
“Your knight in shining armor isn’t innocent.”
“I didn’t think he was,” I replied.
“The only reason the knights have kept you safe is because I owed them money. You are nothing but another payment,” I spat in his face.
“Fuck you, I’m about to get married to one, and he is going to fucking kill you.”
He picked me up by the throat, my feet hanging off the ground. He slammed me down onto the dirty concrete, and I closed my eyes in preparation for the blows I knew were coming.
“Enough” powers through the room, and my eyes flew open. “Derek!” I screamed.
He grabbed Lionel by the back of the neck and lifted him like a rag doll, slamming him into the table behind us. “You will not ever speak to or address my fiancé again; she is not a fucking payment. As a matter of fact, consider your debt unpaid, and you know what, you worthless piece of shit, I won’t kill you. Instead, I’m going to make sure you live a full life in this shit hole, only you will no longer be allowed any contact with the outside.”
Derek leaned in and whispered, “I’m going to make sure I put the word out about how you like to take advantage of little girls so that every fucking man in here fucks your ass until it bleeds and then uses it as lube until your insides are on the outside. Don’t fuck with what’s mine, and Britt is mine by choice, not force. Something that no other little bitch can ever say. Now kiss the fucking floor.”
Lionel didn’t say one fucking word, and then after making sure I was okay, Derek kicked his head into the floor, breaking his nose and teeth.
“Figure I’d loosen up your jaw too because they are going to be fucking your fowl mouth as well.”
Derek grabbed my hand and led us out of the prison.
We stopped once we were outside, and he made sure I was okay again, his eyes desperately assessing me for damage.
“I’m okay, caveman, I promise. I’m just glad you showed up when you did.”
“Why do you keep saving me?” I questioned, wrapping my arms around him in a hug. He embraced me back, this being out of our element.
“Because I’m in love with you trouble, I don’t know how, and I don’t know why. I just know that I am.”
“Same” Is all I responded with. “Let me make you feel good,”
“No,” he said, stinging my heart.
“Oh” was all I managed to croak out, my throat thick with emotion. Of course, he didn’t want me after that.
He lifted me, my legs wrapping around him naturally.
“Not because I don’t want to trouble, but because I want to wait until Christmas.”
He ground up into me, “See baby,” his hard cock pressed against my warm center. “See what you do to me.”
“caveman,” I whispered.
“Yes, trouble?”
“I can’t wait to be yours.” Then he kissed me so deeply and so passionately that our souls tied together, the eclipse of the sun and the moon, a collision that should end in destruction. Our tongues touched as we gasped for air in between.