“Yes, Siren?”
“You can add Jax to that list of people you need to deal with until I can take care of it myself,” I tell him.
Rion smirks, his eyes turning warm. “Yes, Siren.”
Kai gives me a look full of amusement. “Stop trying to change the subject and tell us what you meant… Please.”
It’s the please that makes me lose any defensiveness I was holding on to. “I can’t exactly…move,” I tell them.
“Whatexactlydoes that mean?” Kai steps forward, his hands clenched at his side. Nothing about him scares me, though. I know his anger isn’t aimed at me.
“King has me strapped down to a table in a room that’s more like a… cell.”
The temperature in the room drops as silence shatters the good mood.
“That son of a—” Axel turns and slams his fist into the counter behind him. It smashes before fixing itself.
What the fuck?
“Damn it! We need to get her out of there,” Jax pleads with the rest of them, as if they have an answer for him. But none of us know where the hell King has me. I don’t even know what country I’m in. I could be on the other side of the world for all we know.
The guys start to unravel in front of me as anger spears through the room like thunder.
Jax takes my hand. “Kiarra, baby, think. What does the place look like? What sounds do you hear?”
“I haven’t got much to go on. The room is quiet. There are guards that come and go but only to… turn on the machine.”
“What, machine?” Kai grits out.
Shit. I wince.
Rion notices it, sighing. “I have a feeling none of us is going to like the answer.”
“It basically… electrocutes me,” I tell them.
The guys’ expressions switch from shock to rage so quick I barely catch it.
“Fuck,” Axel breaths.
“That fucking—” Jax vibrates with anger. Even in here, I can see his wolf slide over his face, cutting it close to the shift.
“When I get ahold of that bastard!” Kai’s eyes turn hard as he clenches his fists tight.
“I mean… it’s not the wors—” I start.
Kai cuts me a sharp look, cutting me off. “Nothing about being fuckingelectrocutedis good. In any world.”
As far as deaths go, it’s not the worse one I’ve had, but after his outburst, I am not about to tell him that.
“When I get my hands on him, I’m going to gut the fucker,” Axel grits out, his expression murderous.
Jax looks at Axel like he’s an amateur. “Yeah, okay. But only after I peel his skin off and slit his dick in half.”What the hell?
“We all want a go at him. We can take turns, make him bleed slowly enough to drag it out,” Rion tells them, nodding his head. He has a crazed look in his eyes, one I’m not used to seeing.
“You were dying…” Luka says. The guys stop their savage plans to listen to him.
They share a knowing look. One I don’t understand.