Page 52 of Be My Sinner

“Watch your fucking mouth, or I’ll put you in the damn ground, asshole.” He tries to step in front of Dinah, but she’s not having it and pushes him back.

“It’s alright, Sammy. It’s much better to be your whore than his Sacred Wife.” The smug look on her face makes me want to slap it off of her. How fucking dare she equate the two? How fucking dare she pick being his whore, a lowly guard with nothing to offer her, rather than being my wife.Does he have nothing to offer her? Do you have more to give?The thoughts race through my mind unbidden.

“And yet, you cannot escape your fate, Snow. One way or another, you will be my wife and my fucking whore, too. The only thing that remains to be determined is whether your knight survives either.”

Before she can answer me with no doubt venomous words, the shriek of alarms start going off in the house, the sound jarring to my ears as I move forward towards Abe to protect him. “What the hell is that?” I question, a feeling of dread hitting the pit of my stomach.

“Intruders. Someone has crossed the one-mile marker leading to this house,” she answers me with concern, reaching for her remaining weapons and pulling the gun from its shoulder harness.

“You said you came alone. You said you came to protect her from the Brotherhood. I should have known that you would lie. That you would try to harm her.” Sammy moves towards me and grabs the gun out of Dinah’s grasp.

“I will fucking end you, and that bitch lying there, before I let you take her. Before they can harm one fucking hair on her head.” He presses the muzzle right against my forehead as he stares me down. Sapphire meeting Emerald in a fierce showdown, neither one of us willing to back down.

“We did come here to protect her. We didn’t tell anyone we were coming here. Whoever that is, they’re not with us.” I keep my words calm and steady, even though I’m dying to sucker punch this fool for thinking we would harm Dinah.

“If neither you nor Abe told them you were coming here, that you were hunting me, who is here, Ezekiel? I have lived here for years, and the Brotherhood was always content to leave me here in peace. Now, today, all of a sudden, I’m getting numerous visitors?” She questions with a grimace and a look of apprehension.

“It wasn’t us, Snow. I swear to you, after what happened last night and me figuring out you were involved, we told no one. We came straight here after I recovered from the nap that fucker gave me.” I let her see my sincerity in my features. I have no idea who’s here, but if they’ve come to harm her, they’ll have to go through me first.

“Fuck! You stupid fucking assholes! You led them right to her!” Sammy roars as he moves out of the room and touches something on a wall that causes a hidden panel to spring free. A few wooden steps are immediately revealed, and he doesn’t hesitate to fly down them. Dinah is right behind him.

“What are you talking about? Led who here! Fucking tell me!” I shout as my blood pressure rises, and I hear my blood racing through my ears. My hands tighten and become clammy at the thought of inadvertently doing something that may have led the Brotherhood to come and capture Dinah.

Fuck, they’ll kill her. No, first, they’ll torture her within an inch of her life, making her wish for death, and then they’ll abuse her, allowing men of all stations to use her. Making sure she understands that she is worth nothing, and that they are powerful. Then, when there is nothing left of her body and sanity, only then will they end her.

I can’t let that happen. I can’t let them hurt her the way they hurt her mother, the way they hurt women they find no use for. The way Abe and I hurt women, like they are dirt under our feet.Not my Snow.Not when I promised Gabriel I’d protect her and have done nothing but fail so far.

I follow them into a room filled with screens. Every inch of the property on display, and even images from further down the road appearing before me. Fuck, that’s how they knew we were here. That’s how they were able to prepare for our unfortunate visit. On the screens, I see various Brotherhood vehicles, all military except one. The only one not a military vehicle is my father’s; our family emblem is clearly displayed on the hood.

The lower screens rapidly change with images that must be taken from high above, and give us a glimpse of the inside of the vehicles. There must be at least fifteen or more men heading in our direction, all with the intent of hunting down my Snow.

“You had a tracker on you, whether that be on the vehicle you drove into the property, or on one of your phones. They are here because you fucking led them here! You led them right to her!” Sammy roars and grabs what’s left of my shirt, yanking me forward and shouting into my face, his spittle landing across my lips as his furious storm blue eyes bore into mine.

“I didn’t know. I swear to you we don’t want to hurt Dinah, only to protect her and stop her from killing any more of the Brotherhood.” Fuck, why have they followed us? Could they know already that I was attacked? Could Sammy be correct, and they have been tracking us this whole time?

I won’t allow them to take her. I can’t bear the thought of losing her now, just when I have a chance to fulfill my promise. If she flees with him, I’m certain I’ll never see her again, and the mere idea fills me with anguish. My heart demands that I stop her, that I keep her with me, where she belongs.

“We can still make it out, Sammy. We can still get away from here. They won’t catch us.” Dinah grabs Sammy’s wrist, pulling it and forcing him to dislodge his violent hold on me.

“You will be running for the rest of your life, Snow. They’ll never stop hunting you.” I drag my trembling fingers down my face. Fuck! I really messed this up. I led them here, straight to her. My cunt father and his army of Brotherhood guards. How didn’t I suspect that the fucker had a tracker on us?

“What do you suggest, Zeke? Hmmm, should I just let them take me? Should I go up there and confess my sins? Confess to killing over twenty of the Brotherhood’s Founding Fathers and their offspring? If I beg nicely and ask for penance, do you think they will forgive me and give me redemption?” Dinah loses her shit and starts screaming at me while she pulls at her long hair.

The rage inside of her is palpable as she self-destructs right in front of me. Even with all that’s going on, I still find her beautiful. Beautiful in the way a violent storm is, right before it hurls white crested dark waves against a powerless shore. Destructive. Seductive. All consuming.

I will never allow anyone else to hurt her. Everything inside of me lights up like fireworks exploding one after the other from within with the fierce need to protect her. “Do you trust me, Dinah?” I question her, already knowing that I haven’t given her a reason to since we were children.

“I promised Gabriel that I’d keep you safe. That you would be mine. Trust that I would not go back on my word. He meant the world to me.”

“And yet you betrayed him, or do you forget that my brother lies six feet underground.” Her words are uttered so quietly that I strain to hear them. The pain across her features tells me how painful it still is for her to listen to his name. I understand the sentiment intimately.

“Trust me now. I will never let them take you.”

Chapter 26

The Sinner

Dinah

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