Page 64 of Bound By Redemption
It wasn’t an all at once thing. It was gradual, but it was the catalyst for my alertness. I needed my wits about me.
Blood pooled in my mouth, and it took everything I had to swallow it down as my throat refused to work. What the hell did they do to me? Why was I so lethargic?
Righting my head with effort, I stared into the eyes that at one time were going to be my future. The man that my father had promised me too. I was to marry him and become his tenth wife, give him babies, and shut up, doing what I was told when I was told.
He was only nine years my senior, but that meant when I was ten, he was nineteen, the year I was promised to him. The shit that went on in this ‘religion’ was exactly that—shit. It was detestable. If anyone told me that Remy had to be married to someone at the age of ten, I’d gut them. Or, at least, ask Austyn how to. She’d help. I knew it.
To make matters worse, Daniel was a cousin of mine. My father’s brother’s son. Yes. You read that right. He was my first cousin.
Sure, there were laws about such things, but the people didn’t follow any laws but their own. After all, to them this was a pure bloodline. All the way around it was gross.
Daniel still looked the same as before, maybe a bit more worn. His skin had seen the sun for long hours. Wrinkles clogged his forehead and between his eyes. More than likely from yelling at his wives. From the gossip, yes we still had gossip, Daniel wasn’t a nice man to the women in his care, nor the children.
Rumors were he liked to use his fists on them. Judging from the slap he'd given me, he’d had a lot of practice hitting that perfect spot.
He was ranked high in the system, though, and got what he wanted. His brown eyes were nothing like Micah’s. No, Daniel’s were evil, cruel, and mean. One glance at them and one knew they were in trouble, no matter what they did. He was going to dish out some kind of punishment.
“The little bitch is finally home,” his garbage breath spat at me, grabbing my hair and pulling it back so hard I swore my neck was going to snap in two. The strain radiated down my spine as I pulled on my ropes. They didn’t give way.
Home?
Even in pain, I looked around the space, my stomach plummeting to the ground as stark fear and terror came over me. Not only was I with Daniel and many other men, but I was back home in the large sanctuary. It was underground and only used on special occasions.
It had always creeped me out, making me feel as though I was buried alive.
But the kicker was, Ryker had told me that the family had moved. Seeing this, they hadn’t gone anywhere.
I seriously wanted to throw up. This was the one place I never wanted to return to. Never wanted to see ever again. And here I was with Katie, tied up like a Thanksgiving turkey with these dicks of men.
Movement came from the corner of my eye, seeing Katie in the same position as me. Wrists tied together above her head and ankles tied to wooden beams very far apart.
The cool breeze was from what I feared, we were both naked. This wasn’t good.
Remy and Micah flashed through my head as the fear clutched around my insides so tight it threatened to take me under.
You have to stall. Micah and Ravage will come.My inner voice kept screaming at me. If I kept him talking, then hopefully neither of us would get hurt. Well, anymore.
“What do you want?” My words came out with a lot more bravado than I had inside. If that was a good thing or not, I didn’t know.
Daniel’s grip loosened in my hair just enough for our eyes to meet. His were filled with hate and menace. I hated him with every fiber of my being. This rage came over me. I’d never been a violent person, but staring into his eyes, I wanted to gouge them out with my fingernails.
“You were promised to me, but you ran away. Then I found out you had a little brat inside of you. That kid is mine!” he roared, spittle coming from his lips and coating my face. There was no wiping it off, even though I desperately wanted to.
No way in hell he was getting his hands on Remy. He might kill me, but he would never hurt my little girl. Micah and the Ravage MC wouldn’t allow it. She was safe at the compound with Blaze. She’d kill anyone who came near Remy.
“Now, I’ll have you until you are pregnant. Then every man here will have you while you’re with my child. You and your sister will produce an heir of mine every year until you’re no longer able to bear them. When you’re no longer of use to me, I have a nice big hole dug for you and your sister.”
My stomach felt as though I was going to puke, but somehow I held my shit together.
This man was crazy. Full out unbelievable crazy.
Even though I was trying to stay calm while we ‘talked’, inside I was raging. I detested everyone in this room and hated that my sister was caught up in this nightmare. But I had to remain calm on the outside.
Keep asking questions. Micah will be coming, my brain kept screaming, but would he know where I was? The address I gave them was to the warehouse, not here.
No. He had to find us. There wasn’t any alternative. No way in hell I was going to be some animal used and abused to carry Daniel’s spawn to life. That was a fate worse than death.
“Did my father put you up to this?”
