Page 109 of Twisted Legacy

“Next time? Are you fucking crazy? There is no next time.”

Her blatant attempt to lie puts a smile on my face. It’s normal for her to struggle with this. Her body wants to be owned. She likes being used, but she thinks there’s something wrong with it. That’s why we’ll do this again and again until she finally feels safe in admitting it. I kiss her again. “Thank you, Thea. You can go back to hating me now.”

I go to pull away, but she surprises me, pulling me down for another kiss. I have to break it off or we’re gonna go into round two and I’m not sure I’m strong enough to resist fucking her for a second time tonight. “If there’s no next time, then why did you kiss me?”

“It was a kiss off. A kiss of death. My promise that if you try this again, I’ll kill you.”

That’s so adorable. Her threatening while she’s underneath me. Getting to my feet, I say, “Head straight back to the dorms.”

She stands and brushes her hands across her ass before pulling her pants up. “I’m going back to the party.”

Always fighting back. It’s time she learns that I fight back, too. “If you do, then we’ll be onnext timebefore you’ve fully recovered from this time, and everyone will find out how much of a pain slut you are.”

Her knife makes an appearance. She jabs it in my direction. “I’m not a pain anything, unless it’s a pain bringer.”

“I’m looking forward to testing the validity of that statement. But I need to get back to the party. Go to the dorm, Thea.”

I’m caught off guard, again, when she grabs my hand, keeping me from walking off. She drops it just as quickly. I pretend not to notice the small tremor. She doesn’t want to seem weak, and I won’t make her feel that way.

“No wandering around, no searching out any new hookups. Keep to the path straight ahead for maybe a quarter mile, and it’ll bring you by the guard shack near the front gates. If I see you lingering around out here, I will chase you and catch you, and I won’t show as much restraint as I have so far.” I grab her shirt, pulling her closer. “Don’t fucking try me.”

I ignore the insults she’s hurling at me, and walk through the clearing towards the party, without looking back.

Chapter63

Thea

I’m not some damsel in distress and I haven’t been afraid of the dark since I was six, but I’m glad Holden gave me directions for how to get to a well lit portion of campus. The canopy of trees isn’t as dense as the way we entered the woods, so I have plenty of moonlight to help me navigate.

As I walk, I go over what happened to distract me from the pounding in my chest. This is the second time Holden’s rammed his fingers into me. It’s like he’s fixated on how many I can take. Determined to stretch my pussy out of shape. But why?

I’d also like to know why he keeps dragging up my attack, and why I don’t stab him the minute he holds me down and threatens to hurt me. Just because he hasn’t yet, doesn’t mean he won’t. And as LJ said, I haven’t completely ruled out that The Trium was behind what happened to me.

I reach the pathway that leads to the dorms. There are a few people out tonight who aren’t at the party and a security guard goes by on his bike. The school made this big show about upping security’s presence on campus between sunset and one am. I think they’re still flaky, because the only places I’ve seen an increase in security are around Vale Tower, The Rock and The Library.

I swipe myself into the building. Everyone in Vale Tower goes to any party the Trium attends, and I’m assuming the people here for Winter break are still operating under that stupid rule. But just in case somebody else cut out early or stayed home, I set the elevator to secure mode to take me to the top floor without stopping. I’m not in the mood to deal with the snide comments about the way I look with leaves and dirt in my hair, or the offhanded questions about what happened to me. Everyone’s so damn nosy, and after Pax’s comment, I’m wondering if these students report back every detail about what happens on campus to their parents.

Moira, Scott and Wolfe have all been clear on one thing since I woke up in Palisade Shores. Don’t take anything anyone says or does at face value. They all have agendas. Until I can completely rule them out as suspects or accomplices, trust no one.

I slip into the shower, washing the dirt and grime off my body and out of my hair, taking special care between my legs. I’m sore, and the soap stings where I have scratches from Holden’s fingernails.

I close my eyes, replaying what happened. The weight of his body against mine. His hands on my skin and in my hair. The way he smiled up at me and said, “Let me hurt you.” As if he was simply asking me out on a date.

Why did I let him? Why did my body react? Why did I enjoy it all? Even in those moments when I couldn’t breathe, my throat stuffed with his cock, his fingers pinching off my nostrils. He could have killed me, and yet I didn’t feel like I was in any danger. I wanted to see how far he would go. Wanted him to continue. Wanted him. Until the panic set in, and he came dangerously close to slipping inside me with no protection.

How screwed up is it that my issue was with him going raw and not with him trying to make it a trifecta of me having fucked each of the Coxsuckers. Although Pax doesn’t count. I wasn’t in my right mind when I slept with him.

I finish with my shower and take time to squeeze the excess water out of my hair, before twisting it up into a bun on the top of my head, throw on some shorts and a t-shirt, then pop a sleeping pill before climbing into bed. I read until the pills take effect, pulling me into a deep, dreamless sleep.

Chapter64

Thea

Ipush through the doors of Wolfe Pack, doing my best to ignore the nervous flutter in my stomach. I changed my mind a million times this weekend, but I finally admitted to myself that it’s time to get back to training. Watching videos online will only get me so far.

It’s not my regularly scheduled day, if I even have a day anymore, but I figure Wolfe won’t refuse to train me if I’m in his face. I give a courtesy knock before stepping into his office. He takes one look at me and says, “LaReaux, have you been breaking my no fighting rule?”

“No, coach.”

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