Page 218 of Tangled in Knots

The sound of guns being raised is my only warning before all hell breaks loose and Rock closes the door to the cabin.

Welp, this somehow wasn’t on my radar tonight.

ADIRA

The sound of gunfire makes me swallow a scream as Rock closes the door behind himself firmly.

“How you got my own sons to betray me, I’ll never know,” he mutters, moving so quickly I don’t have a chance to protect my body as he kicks me in the stomach.

My legs are just getting feeling into them, and the blanket protected me from Cassia’s kick. There’s no way to block Rock’s boot, the pain pushing out all of my breath.

Fuck.

I’m worried for my pack, the links I have to Morris and Damon shut down so tightly, I know they’re alive but not much else.

That’ll have to be enough for now.

My legs are full of pins and needles as I tightly pull them to my chest to protect myself, my hands hidden from the people in the room. My gasps are loud as I struggle to pull oxygen into my lungs, biding my time.

I can hold out for answers if my pack lives.

“The little assholes were an asset,” Draco says with a sigh, pulling me to my feet. Jed made sure I knew who each of these alphas were before tonight.

I’m barefoot, the cold wood of the floorboards helping me from dissociating.

I’m here, I’m mostly fine.

I chant in my mind as I push the sharp blade to cut the rope. I feel as it shreds, the now cut rope limp around my wrists. It still appears as if I’m tied up, a little secret only I hold. My mouth is covered with harsh duct tape, and I know it’s going to really fucking hurt when it’s pulled off. A part of me thinks that’s the point of it for Rock. The guys wouldn’t use this type of tape on my face otherwise.

“I’m gonna miss the little shits cleaning up our messes,” Marc says. “Let’s see how well she can suck cock, shall we?”

Rock walks over and smirks at the tears sliding down my face. Except, they’re from the pain caused from his boot, and not fear of being raped.

I won’t allow it to get that far. The alpha rips the tape off my lips, my scream ringing through the cabin’s walls even as I struggle to keep them inside.

Draco shoves me onto my knees, and I allow the rope to fall away when Marc gathers my hair in his fist and pulls back hard, so that he can pull out his cock. It’s large and angry, his knot already engorged, the tip leaking pre-cum. Thrashing my head back, I scream again and he takes advantage of it by pulling my hair toward his cock.

Realizing my mistake, I close my lips tightly as he pushes the tip against them and I strike. I’ve had quite enough of this, and I’m holding my breath against the putrid smell of unwashed alpha. Gross.

My knife slices through Marc’s knot without a thought, the sharp blade making it child’s play to do.

Scrambling up without a thought to my nudity, I move away from the people in the room. Rock and Draco look on in horror as Marc screams, trying to staunch the blood.

A slow clap sounds from the corner as alphas begin to flood the room. Shaw pulls his shirt off, tossing it at me, and I put it on as the alphas from the packs that insisted I trust them grab hold of Rock and Draco as they try to run.

Cassia is also held tightly in a large alpha’s arms who has blond hair pulled in a top knot on his head. I vaguely remember him from Fight Night, but my memory doesn’t want to work.

This was just too close.

Using the long-sleeved shirt to wipe my mouth and face, I snarl at Pack Rock and Cassia.

Moving quickly, I spit in Marc’s face, planting my foot in his chest to push him backward.

“We’re only here to make sure no one hurts you,” Shaw murmurs when my gaze cuts to him. “Your men are fightingoutside, but are fine. Ask your questions, and take your revenge, Adira.”

I leave Marc to slowly bleed out, but not before gliding the blade over the fingers of both of the hands over his crotch.

“That’s for touching things you shouldn’t,” I rasp, watching as each finger falls between his legs, rendering his hands useless. His scream is so pretty as I stand.

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