Chapter 38

Chapter Thirty-Eight

ROSALIA

The warehouse is actually larger than I could have imagined, and I am currently hiding behind a thick pole as people search for me.

“Where the fuck is she?” Avery growls, making me cringe. She’s way too close for comfort. “She’s been gone for forty fucking minutes.”

At first, the water my body dripped made a direct trail for people to find me, but my wet footprints eventually dried out after my fourth blind turn around a corner. I can hear machinery clunking around me, and I wonder what Avery is up to.

It could be literally anything, but my mind moves toward nefarious options as I suck in air.

Focus Rosa. I have to save myself before I can worry about helping anyone else. If she’s this worried about selling me, then it doesn’t sound as if she has any other money coming in. There’s no way to know what she’s doing with the other income she made from selling her other human inventory.

Closing my eyes for a second, I listen to Avery as she speaks to her little assistant.

“How far could she honestly go, Avery?” Tina asks. “No clothes, no shoes, no money. Don’t worry about her. Focus on me. You don’t really miss Zeno, it was a little crush, yeah? I will find you another alpha with a big cock. Now, the listing for the—”

“Promise?” Avery asks in a childlike pout. Of course that’s what gets her attention. This woman kidnapped and tortured me, she doesn’t get to act like this.

Keeping my breaths silent and even, I stare up at the ceiling as if it’ll have answers for me. Unfortunately, they don’t exist there, but it keeps me from making any kind of noise.

“Yes, Miss,” Tina says slowly, transitioning back to her professional manner. “Are we ready to listen now?”

“Yes. Tell me how you’re going to make me lots of money!” she squeals.

“Good. Okay, I have a listing and created an experience for the men who are buying these slots. We are capping it at eight alphas. I’m ready to make the listing live, but I need you to approve the snuff session…”

My heart begins to pound as Tina’s voice drifts off and they begin to walk away. I will not allow them to use me like this. Absolutely not. I will not die while someone blows his load inside of me.

No no no!

A strangled scream escapes my lips without my bidding, and I silently clamp my hand over my mouth before looking around the pole to see if anyone heard me.

“The fuck was that? Sounded like a sheep was dying,” someone mutters.

Unfortunately, the concrete pole obstructs my view, so all I can do is dash out and hope for the best. Ignoring the startled shout behind me, I keep running. I definitely would have been found in my hiding place.

A thick arm clotheslines me mid dash, and my feet fly out from underneath me as I fall onto my back. I can’t breathe as I choke from the force of it and someone zip ties my hands and feet. Tina smirks behind the large guard, saying, “Lift her head for me, would you, Bart?”

“Of course, Miss.”

Bart yanks my head up, forcing my body to follow despite being immobilized.

“Now tilt it back.”

A jug of water is opened as I hang there, my nostrils up in the air even as I struggle to move. My toes barely touch the floor due to how I’m being held, and I gasp in breaths as anxiety claws at me.

A little bit of fluid seems innocent, right? Except, I doubt she’s offering me a drink.

“Let’s see how much piss and vinegar you have in your veins after this, shall we?” Tina murmurs cruelly.

Using two hands, she dumps water over my face.

In a matter of seconds, my body believes it’s drowning again.

Maybe it’s because I’ve recently experienced it, or because being water boarded has evil magic, but I begin to gurgle, fight, and inhale water as the water is poured over my face.

It’s not until the jug is empty that Tina steps back.

Bart drops me to the ground where I expel as much of the water as possible, vomiting and being generally pathetic after what my body believes to be another brush with death.

“Take her to one of the cages. I need to finish my business with the boss. You there! Come clean this up,” Tina yells.

I continued to lay facedown on the ground, focused on breathing, hoping I’ll be able to torture Tina slowly one day. Although, I need to survive her in order to be able to do that.

“Yes, Miss.”

Bart grabs a fistful of my hair, and I grit my teeth as I attempt to reach for him.

Unfortunately, I can’t touch him at this angle, and my limbs feel as if they weigh a million pounds.

While I decide to focus on the pain in my scalp to keep from passing out, he ignores me completely as he drags me along.

Those in the warehouse glance over my naked body with a hint of interest before continuing on with their day.

If my boss was Avery, I wouldn’t want to fall behind either.

Lifting the top of a cage, Bart lifts me up and drops me inside before slamming the door and locking the padlock. I’m breathing heavily as he leaves, and all I can do is stew in my anger as I pull oxygen in and out of my lungs.

I was free for long enough to be able to work out the kinks from the pain in my body, but they’re all awakened now. My mind drifts in an effort to disassociate from how much my chest hurts, not realizing Avery is beside me until it’s too fucking late.

“Ahh!” My wake up call occurs as she fucking shoves a prod into my side, and I lose the ability to sit upright while I jerk and ride out the electricity racing through my body.

“I got a new model in, isn’t it awesome?” she giggles. “It won’t leave any marks either. It’s a new delivery. Since you’re occupied, I want to see something.”

Yanking my arm toward her while I flop and gasp like a fish out of water in the small cage, she holds it firmly while she injects something into my system. I don’t know what it is, but my stomach cramps violently, and I gag on bile.

“I have several different types of bond breaking serums, and I’m interested in seeing what’ll work on you,” she murmurs. “Feel anything?”

“No,” I rasp, finally able to speak. “You can’t take them from me, bitch.”

“We’ll see about that.” Sitting down, she peers at me as if she can see the bonds between myself and my pack breaking. If I had the energy to flick her off, I would. “Tina?”

“Yes, ma’am.” The blonde woman appears as if out of thin air, which tells me all of the stress and electricity is taking its toll on me. I lay and pant as whatever Avery injected me with makes me feel groggy, but hold onto the fact that my bonds are still in place.

“Bring me all of the bond breaking vials please. I plan to be occupied for a while.”

“Of course. It’s always nice to see you so engaged in a new project.”

“With Zeno gone, this will have to carry me through,” Avery sighs.

My throat feels like sandpaper from puking up the water earlier, and I cough, hoping to clear it. If Avery is always this chaotic, it’s no wonder that Tina is happy to keep her occupied.

Whether it’s fucking or torturing others, Tina doesn’t care.

Avery can’t take my pack. I secretly hold tightly to the knowledge that whatever vitamins and medicine Papa was plying me with will hopefully keep my pack tightly bound to me. I know it’s selfish with Nico’s bond sickness, but I can’t help it.

If I’m going to die, I want to do it knowing I was happy for a finite amount of time.

“Thank you, Tina!” Avery calls out as her assistant rushes away.

I still feel floaty and the room is spinning as I lay prone on the cage.

I can see the bolts where they've been screwed in, and I’m in a different area of the warehouse than when I first got here.

“Ah! We are going to have so much fun, Rosalia. I mean I’ll have fun, you’re going to have a bad fucking time. ”

“I don’t understand. Why break bonds at all?” I whisper, blinking my eyes as I force my eyes to focus on her.

“A bond ruined my mother’s life. I never should have been born, yet here I am.

People don’t deserve their happiness, not while I’m the evil that lives in the world.

Mother, father, and child, all are fucked up.

I’ll continue to fulfill my destiny until someone finally manages to kill me,” she says simply.

“Did you know I had a grenade fucking thrown at me?

Stupid, crazy fucker. Water and I are friends, so I dove into the pool and let it bring me to safety.

“You, on the other hand, will be sick of water by the time I’m done with you.”

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