Page 2 of Her Sweet Surrender
A lone tear rolled down her cheek as she stared up at the ceiling. There had been only one overriding thought in her dream once she realized Lilly had come to kidnap her.
At least Hope is safe.
Even in her dreams, Brie’s mothering instincts overpowered every other thought.
“I’m okay,” Brie whispered to herself, struggling to calm her urge to scream.
She knew her dream had everything to do with last night’s meeting, so she replayed the conversation in her mind.
“I say we kill her and be done with it,” Rytsar growled angrily. “I do not trust the creature.”
There was rumbling among the others in attendance.
Brie shook her head. As much as she feared Lilly, she didn’t want to be responsible for the woman’s demise.
“I’m with Rytsar on this one,” Mary stated firmly. “That woman has no soul. I’ve experienced it firsthand.”
“I’m certain we can find a better solution—” Sir began.
“Moy droog,” Rytsar interrupted, “the creature wanted Hope dead and your wife enslaved. Do you really think she’s changed? We spared her life once, but a snake has no concept of gratitude. Its only instinct is to strike its prey dead.”
Glancing at Brie’s stomach, Rytsar added, “Are you willing to risk their lives—and the babe yet to come?”
“There is a viable solution to any problem,” Sir insisted. Looking around the room, he said, “It’s the reason I called this meeting tonight. With so many great minds, I am certain we can come up with an effective plan to ensure Brie’s safety.”
Captain cleared his throat. “Although what Durov proposes is extreme, if we determine there is no other option, I believe it should remain on the table.”
“There will be no discussion of murder!” Marquis Gray declared harshly.
Rytsar grumbled. “I understand you havehighideals, Gray. However, you do not know the creature as I do. If any harm comes to Brie or the children, it will lie squarely on our shoulders.”
“We can’t take that risk,” Mary warned. “She’s completely unhinged.”
Marquis Gray stood up, frowning at the two of them. “I will not entertain the idea of killing the girl.”
Rytsar snorted in disgust. “Do you remember when you insisted the authorities should handle her? What happened, Gray? The creature escaped from jail. If Wallace and I had not planned for it, Brianna would not be here. Eliminating the threat is theonlyoption, as far as I am concerned.”
Brie spoke up. “Since I’m the one facing Lilly’s wrath, I have something to say.”
Everyone turned to her, waiting for Brie to speak.
She glanced at Sir, who nodded his encouragement.
“We have to assess Lilly’s state of mind before we make any decisions about her future. I personally believe people can change. I only need to look at myself to understand that.” She smiled confidently at Sir. “I’m definitely not the same woman who walked into class my first night at the Submissive Training Center.”
“Assess her how?” Marquis Gray pressed.
“Originally, I planned to join Sir and Rytsar because I wanted to see her in person.” She unconsciously laid her hand on her stomach as she continued. “But, with the new baby coming, Sir and I have decided not to travel to Russia.”
Glancing around the room, she added, “But I feel it is important that someone join Rytsar.”
“I volunteer,” Mary immediately stated.
Brie looked at her in concern. “Are you sure?”
“Absolutely.”
Sir shook his head. “No, you have endangered yourself enough where Lilly is concerned, Miss Wilson.”
