Page 131 of The Packaged Deal

“Jade is her own person. She doesn’t belong to anyone, least of all you,” Sven says calmly.

Trevor’s whole demeanor changes. I can feel it rush through him. He laughs lightly. Panic rushes through me, but Sven doesn’t look at me. I can’t tell him.

“Tell them you belong to me, darling.”

I clamp my mouth shut. I’m afraid. Terrified. He literally has me pinned to his body, unable to move.

“Tell Sven you love me and you belong to me.”

I tremble in his arms, unable to force the lie past my lips. Please, help me. My eyes dart to the side, searching for help, but there isn’t anyone there.

Trevor’s temper switches back on, and he grips my hair, pulling hard. “I’ll show him then.”

“What? Wait!” I scramble, attempting to fight him off, but he yanks my head to the side and smiles. I can see it out of the corner of my eye.

“Wait!” I scream. I don’t know what he intends to do, but something instinctual is causing my fear to explode all over the place. “Trevor! Wait!”

“You should have said the words. All you needed to do was say the fucking words.”

I tear my fingernails through the skin on his arms, but it doesn’t do anything. I feel powerless. Weak. I hate it.

“STOP!”

He ignores me, laughing again as he brings his lips to my neck.

Fear makes my legs weak. I look up, straight at Sven, his eyes are wide. He's got a hand stretched out, he’s running towards me. I see it all in slow motion.

“Please,” I whisper because it’s the only sound I’m capable of making.

Trevor laughs again. An evil sound that makes me feel sick to my stomach. I get a plunging feeling of being unable to stop anything, of being out of control.

I stare at Sven. Wishing things could be different, wishing it were his teeth that were sinking into my neck.

The pain is excruciating.

I sob as Trevor worries his teeth in the wound. Sven is closing the distance, but it’s going to be too late.

The bond is going to be there.

Trevor was right. I belong to him.

The thought shatters my control.

thirty-five

Jade

Igo mental. I rip myself free of Trevor and turn, kicking him squarely in the balls. He makes an oof sound and spits my blood into the air.

I don’t care. I hit him again, my knuckles crunching into his nose. He reels back, but I chase him, slamming my small fists into him again and again. This is for the pain he caused me. This is for a year and a half of fear. I swing again. That is for my pack. That is for Sven. But, this time, I kick at his balls again. When I can’t get there, I change the angle and stomp them. That’s for me.

Kandi runs across the space, darting quicker than a cat. She leaps, kicking out, somehow slamming the heel of her boot into the back of the fucker’s knee as he struggles to his feet. I don’t think he’s got balls left, but his self-preservation instincts have kicked into gear.

He crashes down, but she wraps her arm around his neck, yanking his head back. I arrive a moment later, with all the fury and fear I have in me. I draw back my leg and kick the fucker right in the family jewels a third time.

He lets out a high-pitched shriek that makes me smile in satisfaction. This fucker thinks he can bond me? Does he think he can take me? Fucking bring it!

I don’t realise I’m growling the words until Adrian slams a kiss to my lips.

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