22. Chapter 16 #2
“Wait, where were these before?” I start to question.
“Don’t speak. Women don’t speak, they have no say, no rights.
” Zach whisper-shouts, and I snap my mouth shut, unsure of how I should feel about that statement.
“What am I? A glorified Barbie doll? One who cooks, cleans, and does it all barefoot and pregnant.” I mock.
“Kay baby, you will be having our pups. As our mate, there’s nothing more I want from you.
I’m only telling you all of this, right now, to save your life.
I haven't had the time to go over everything yet, and they showed up out of nowhere. Keep close please.” He says in an almost pleading tone.
“Trust me, I’m not going anywhere.” I smirk, because where else would I go?
Back to my father who fucking sold me off?
That's laughable. “She needs to understand our way of things. We have to protect our kind.” Says one of the hooded figures.
The voice is eerie, just down right creepy.
I shiver, and Zach rubs against me, trying to give me a sense of comfort.
“Blindfold her.” Another one oof the hooded figures says.
“Really?” I question, immediately biting my tongue afterwards.
“Does she not know her place, Zach? Do we need to show her exactly what is done to women who don't listen?” One of the figures asks. I almost trip on the stairs, as we descend further down. Is this man serious? If he can even be called a man. “I have her under control. There’s nothing you need to worry about.” Zach says promptly, using his Alpha role.
“Then blindfold her now, before we get all the way down to the bottom.” The hooded figure says again.
“Sorry, Kay baby.” He whispers in my ear as he pulls out a black silk blindfold, and securing it around my head.
If I thought it was dark before, it's really dark now. My breathing picks up, and I can feel the panic begin to set in.” “Bind her hands as well.
We don't need any accidents.” I hear the hooded figure command.
That person is really starting to piss me off.
A zip tie is fastened around my wrists, and pulled through, tightening until I can't even wiggle my fingers any more. Clearly this was not made to be comfortable . This is so wrong and humiliating on so many levels, and it’s making my heart rate pick up.
It's so cold, that I bet if I blew out a breath, you would be able to see it.
Where are my guys? That thought has my mind racing.
Did they leave me already? Am I not good enough for them?
Did they give me up just like my dad did?
This is everything I have been trying to avoid.
All of a sudden a warm hand makes its way up my spine, settling my nerves, and I know I'm safe.
“Sit.’ Says the voices from one of the hooded figures.
I'm pushed down by my shoulders onto a cold, hard surface.
“Zach, what's going on? Why are things taking a turn and going crazy up above?” The question gets asked by that same eerie voice from earlier.
“We are having a few problems with the shipments.” Zach says cautiously, but firm.
“Go on.” The dark voice commands. “Syrup is doing great on the streets.
We have had no problems whatsoever there, other than this last shipment.
We are trying to find out what's going on before this gets into the wrong hands.” The hand continues stroking up and down my back, and when I still, he rubs heart-shaped patterns along my back.
Syrup? What the fuck is that shit? I make a mental note to bring it up later with the guys.
If I'm going to be subjected to this life, I need to know what's going on.
I don't care that my piece of shit dad sold me off, this is my new life and I need to know more. I feel like my whole life I have been figuratively blindfolded, like I am physically now. I was blind to everything that was around me and to how people are treated. I didn’t even see what was happening right under my nose.
All of the me not knowing stops now, and I will get my answers and never feel this way again.
“How about her? What's going on with her?
I'm a little confused as to why you're taking her as your mate.” The voice replies in a vile tone full of venom and makes me want to throw up.
“The ‘she’ you are referring to, has a name. Kaylynn is actually our fated mate. Please be careful with how you talk about her.” Zach's voice is steady and so certain, he scares me with his dominance.
I do not fear Zach, but fear what he would do to others.
“So, that…. bitch, is something you want to bring within your ranks?
Really?" The dark voice questions with a nasty tone.
I'm really starting to hate whoever this is.
Growls immediately start to sound out around the room before I have time to process anything.