Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 64392 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 322(@200wpm)___ 258(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64392 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 322(@200wpm)___ 258(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
We get into the car, and all the juvenile fantasies I once had of my secret father coming to rescue me from a desperate situation come true as Ivan drives us to a private airfield.
“You may hate me,” he says as we settle into his private jet, along with several armed members of his pack, who all studiously pretend Cain and I are not there. I think it’s a show of respect, unlike when the Denholm wolves just ignored me.
“But?”
“But what?” Ivan laughs. “You may hate me. You are blood of my blood. Flesh of my flesh. You may have all the terrible, twisted feelings you need or want to have. We’re leaving America. No need to pretend you are having a nice day.”
I allow myself a little smile. He can be funny, I guess. Maybe that’s what my mother liked about him. Oh wait, it didn’t matter if she liked him or not. The mate bond ensured she’d let him fuck her until she was knocked up regardless.
“She’s a good girl,” Cain says.
“No, she is not!” Ivan laughs. “I can see it written on her face. I can smell it in her scent. The both of you will like Russia. It is made for people like us, Kira. This American world, it was never for you. The decadence does you no good. Russia is a place of harsh handling. Your mate will learn what you need. You will be happy.”
For a brief moment, I consider what I have to say to all of that. I can feel Cain’s eyes on me, boring into me, demanding that I be pleasant. And then I see my father in front of me, sitting quite charmingly, his friendly mask back on. I have every reason to be a good girl right now.
“Fuck off.”
Oh dear. Guess I failed.
“Kira!” Cain snaps my name again, grabbing me before Ivan can. “That’s enough!”
I let out a laugh, a laugh that is echoed by my father.
Cain slaps my ass, hard enough to get my attention, and the laugh dies on my lips. I realize in this moment, that Cain is just as dangerous as Ivan. Perhaps even more so. Cain has lived his entire life thinking that he was one of the good guys, but he’s not anymore. He’s a very bad man. At this moment, I am surrounded by very bad men. I have never been so loved. And I have never been so safe.
The End