Chapter 171
Daxon stepped back, his eyes scanning me like I was a puzzle he was trying to solve. ‘Seraphine tells me you’ve been busy, he said, glancing at the
loose shackle, his voice calm now, which was somehow worse than his anger.
“You think you’re clever, don’t you? Breaking free like that.”
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I didn’t answer, just watched him, trying to gauge what he’d do next. My left hand was still chained, the bolt in the wall holding firm, and my right arm was
useless, the broken bones grinding every time I moved. I was trapped, and he knew it.
“Seraphine,” he called, not taking his eyes off me, “come here.”
Her footsteps came quickly, eager, and she appeared behind him, her face flushed with excitement, the knife still in her hand. “What do you want me to do?”
she asked, her voice practically vibrating with anticipation.
“Tighten the other chain, he said, nodding toward my left wrist. “Make sure she can’t pull that trick again.”
She moved toward me, and I pressed myself harder against the wall, my broken hand twitching instinctively to protect myself, even though it was useless.
“Don’t touch me,” I said, my voice low, but she just smirked, grabbing the chain and yanking it tight, the metal biting into my skin.
“You’re not going anywhere,” she said, her face inches from mine, her breath hot and sour with wolfsbane.
She pulled the chain harder, and I bit my lip to keep from crying out as the metal dug into my wrist, fresh blood welling up where it cut into my skin.
Daxon watched, his arms crossed, his expression unreadable. “You’re wasting your energy, Athena,” he said, his voice almost bored. “You can fight all you
want, but it won’t change anything. Tristan’s coming for you, and when he does, I’ll be ready.”
My heart lurched at Tristan’s name, fear and a little hope twisting together in my chest. “He’s smarter than you think,” I said, forcing the words out despite
the pain. “He won’t fall for your trap.”
Daxon laughed, a low, guttural sound that made my skin crawl. ‘You think he’s going to wait for backup? You think he’s going to sit around planning while
his precious mate is chained up in a basement? You don’t know him as well as you think.”
I swallowed hard, my throat dry, because he was right about one thing–Tristan wouldn’t wait. He’d come for me, no matter the cost, and that was what
terrified me most. I had to get out of here before he walked into whatever Daxon had planned.
Seraphine stepped back, wiping her hands on her jeans like she’d just finished a chore. “What now?” she asked, looking at Daxon like a dog waiting for a
command.
‘Now we wait,‘ he said, his eyes still on me. “Tristan will come, and when he does, we’ll deal with him. And her.”
Seraphine’s face lit up, a sick kind of glee in her eyes. ‘You promised me,” she said, her voice sharp. “You promised me Tristan.”
Daxon’s expression didn’t change, but there was a flicker of something in his eyes–annoyance, maybe, or amusement, “I promised you’d get what you want,” he said, his tone flat. “Don’t push me, Seraphine.”
She flinched, just barely, but I saw it. For all her bravado, she was scared of him, and that gave me a sliver of hope. If I could exploit that, maybe I could find a way out.
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“Get out, Daxon said, waving a hand at her. I need to talk to our guest alone.”
Seraphine hesitated, her eyes darting between me and Daxon, but she didn’t argue. She turned and climbed the stairs, her footsteps fading as the door
creaked shut behind her.
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Daxon crouched in front of me, his eyes level with mine, his face so close I could see the faint scar running along his jaw.
“You’re tougher than I thought,” he said, his voice almost soft, like he was impressed. “Most people would’ve given up by now. The old Athena would ve given
up too
“I’m not most people, and neither am I that Athena you know.” I said, my voice steady even though my whole body was screaming with pain.
“No,” he agreed, tilting his head, “you’re not. But that’s not going to save you.”
He stood up, brushing his hands together like he was dusting off dirt. “You’re going to watch everything you love fall apart, Athena. Tristan, your pack, your
family–they’re all going to pay for what you’ve done. What they did. For locking me up like a nobody.”
“we haven’t done anything, because you deserve more.” I said, my voice cracking. “You’re the one who’s been lying, manipulating, hurting people.”
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
