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“There’s no rush. We have all the time in the world.”

I look over to my men and tilt my head toward the door. With that, the guys and I all filter outside, pile into the car, and drive to the house they have my mother staying in. It's only a few minutes away. When we get there, I go to open the door but pause when none of them follow suit.

"We have to get Damien back to the house to secure him and make sure our guy can handle the bodies. Go spend a little bit of time with your mom. We'll be back for you."

"I can't believe it's all over," I say, finally letting myself feel some bit of relief over Rogue not being a constant shadow over my life anymore.

"Go tell your mother the good news, wanderer." Kyler leans in to pepper kisses along my neck.

“Mmmmm, Ky." I almost want them to turn around and take me to the house right now.

"There will be plenty of time for that later. I'll make sure you’re well taken care of by the time the day is over, don't worry. You've been such a good girl, after all."

I takea deep breath, slightly annoyed that he's leaving me worked up, but I'm excited to tell my mom the news about Rogue. With any luck, it'll bring her some sort of peace. She is finally free of my father and everything he stands for.

"See you all soon," I say as I slip out of the car.

Chapter 46

Damien

When I finally blink my eyes open, I'm hanging by my arms in a dark room l don't recognize. I glance around to see if there is anything useful within reach, but nothing stands out. There's a small cart toward the far end of the room, but I can't get a good look at the contents from here. Based on the plastic covering the floor below me, I can only assume what is in my future.

I’m pretty sure I’m in some kind of basement. The last thing I remember is being at Rogue. Callie made a fucking mess of the trial, and it was complete chaos. I have no idea how she got access to Gabriel's notebook, considering that fucker always had it under lock and key, but the fact that she did proves I underestimated her.

They must have used some kind of drug to knock me out and bring me here because there's no way she would have been able to drag me away from Rogue on her own. When I get out of here and back to Rogue, I'll make sure she dies for real this time.

My stupid fucking wife is at fault for all of this, the useless bitch. If I just killed her and her father immediately after we got married like I wanted to. I wouldn't be in this situation. I would have the society all to myselfinstead of being here. I have so many plans for Rogue, and I will make them happen. Gabriel had a small mindset.

I shake around in the chains a bit to see if there is any sort of give, but it's useless. The only way I'm getting out of these bindings is if they want me to. I'm not sure how long I've been hanging here, but my limbs have started to go numb.

I can't believe I let Callie, of all people, get the best of me. I should have done a better job at keeping her in line. She ruined everything. I spent over ten years being Gabriel's lackey so I could have my opportunity to control Rogue, and she has the gall to try to take it all from me. They aren't going to follow her. What does she think will happen when the council finds out I'm missing?

She just went on trial for her father’s murder, and now she’ll end up on trial for mine. They won't stop searching for her until they get the justice Rogue deserves. Whether I live or die, Callie will be hunted until she takes her last breath because as long as Rogue exists, she won’t be granted peace.

If she thinks she's won this little game we have going, she's sorely mistaken. I hear what sounds like a door pushing open and lock eyes with the bitch. Immediately, I scowl at her.

"Damien," she says as she crosses her arms in front of her chest.

I'm surprised her new boy toys let her in here without supervision. What the hell is she going to do to me anyway? Callie has never been the type to be able to follow through with anything. Sheprefers to run away from her problems. If I can distract her long enough to have a conversation with one of the men, maybe I could convince them to work with me.

"Wife" is all I say because that's exactly what she is.

"Don't call me that." The side of her lip tilts up in a snarl, and she looks pissed.

"Why not? That's what you are. Did you get everything you wanted? Are you going to torture me a little and then tell me to never bother you again?"

"No, I'm going to kill you," she says with full confidence.

I must admit that's one of the funniest things I've heard in a long time. I shake at the chains again to see if there is any give, even though I've already tried and failed. There's no fucking way this woman is going to be my end. I won't allow it.

"You're too weak." I smile.

"Maybe the girl you knew before was weak, but I'm not that person anymore." Her eyes narrow on mine.

"Where are your keepers, Callie? You seem lost. Go get the men so we can have a real conversation."

"You seem confused, so let me clear things up for you." She walks toward me, leaving only about a foot between us. If my arms were free, I could reach out and grab her by her throat. "I don't have keepers. The men I have in my life are there BY CHOICE, and nobody is going to tell me what I can and can't do anymore."

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