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“I got away from the two idiots,” he said, but as I tried to go back for you, there were too many men and?—”
Lance looked guilty.
“It was either die saving me, or save yourself,” I said for him.
He nodded. “Arthur said they wanted you alive, so I thought I’d have a chance to save you, but he was deadset on making surehe had all his loose ends tied up so I had to run. I figured he'd paint his pretty picture and I'd be screwed anyway.”
“I was so pissed when he said you ran, and he blamed you for everything.” I punched him. “I almost went back because I hated you thinking I did.”
“Well, I’m glad you didn’t,” I said, feeling better that at least one person hadn’t betrayed me.
The door slammed open and three people walked in.
“My queen,” Winchester said, bowing dramatically.
“We heard?—”
I didn’t let Maverick finish her sentence when I launched myself at her. Her arms wrapped around me before another set did, and then the last one.
“Oh, honey.” Maverick squeezed me tighter.
I couldn’t hold it back anymore and cried. It was the first time I felt safe and that maybe everything was going to be ok.
“Help me,” I cried.
“Of course.” Ruger's deep timber soothed me.
“That’s what we are here for,” Winchester said, running his hand through my hair.
“We will get them back, I promise,” Maverick whispered, holding me tighter. “Then we will kill that fucking weasel, and roast him for all to see.”
“No one fucks with our Noelle,” Ruger said as he rested his head against my own.
“And gets away with it,” Winchester growled.
“Well, then maybe we can kick their asses after we set them free for locking her up,” Lance said.
The triplets stilled around me.
“They what?” Maverick pulled away from me.
I glared at Lance for bringing it up.
“It’s a long story, but can we focus on a plan to get them out and then we can focus on that afterwards,” I said, feeling exhausted.
The triplets did that weird non-talking language amongst themselves before they nodded. A part of me wondered if it was a dick move to tell them what they had done to me, but fuck it, I wasn’t the asshole who did this to us.
“Let’s eat, plan and then save these damsels in distress,” Maverick said, as she said hello to Sarah.
“I can’t wait to rub it in King’s face that we saved them,” Winchester said sitting down.
“He’s going to be so pissy about it,” Ruger smirked.
The triplets kept the conversation going as we ate. Not too long after, Mars, Roman and their guys joined us. I felt uncomfortable with them, and while I knew they were just listening to orders, it still stung that I was left there.
We started planning how we were going to get them back, but at a certain point, the triplets, Mars and Roman had argued. I fell asleep on Ruger's arm. It was the first night I didn’t have a nightmare that woke me up in a panic.
This time my dreams were King and Boogie locking me in a room and never coming back, leaving me to sit in a room, alone, by myself, just me. When I woke up, I was squished between my crazy triplets. I vowed I would never be in this position again.
