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“What? No,” I frown at him.

“We could just kill her,” he shrugs.

“No,” I say as I feign panic.

“Get. In.” he says. “Now.” We are sluggish to get into the car. Zypher and Morwen chuckle, thinking they’ve won. They reallyarefucking idiots.

Morwen turns around holding an object that looks like a gun but isn’t. Before any of us can object, he fires off three shots, and the tiny darts stick out of our shoulders.

“Have a good nap,” Morwen laughs.

Chapter Thirty Seven

Lilith

Day One

Iamsobbingagainas Morwen forces me to stand to look at my mates. They are sitting on the floor with a collar around their neck. It is leashed and fastened securely to the metal bar. They all look sleepy, almost drugged. That must be how they got them here.

“Please don’t hurt them. Please,” I plead with Zypher. “I’ll do whatever you want. Please just let them go.”

“You’ll do whatever we say regardless,” Zypher says as he walks over to stand in front of me. “This is how things will go, Lilith. If you listen to everything we tell you, they are safe. If you disobey me, they get hurt. If you try to run, they die. If you touch them, they die. If you talk to them, I’ll cut your tongue out. Got it?”

“Okay,” I whisper. Zypher grabs my chin and forces my head back. “Yes, sir… I’m sorry.”

“Good girl,” he says with a grin, patting my cheek. “Because you’ve been so good, I think we should celebrate your return.”

Fuck. This doesn’t sound like something I want to be a part of.

“You do want to be our good little girl, don’t you?” Morwen asks with humor in his tone. I grit my teeth as I try to force the words out of my mouth. I fear if I speak, what comes out will get me or my mates hurt. I fucking hate them, but especially for this. They are trying to get me to consent to my own rape.

“Are you being disobedient this quickly?” Zypher asks.

“No, sir,” I say through my still-gritted teeth.

“Then say it,” Zypher growls.

“Yes, sir,” I spit out.

“Yes, what?” Morwen asks, sounding amused at how compliant I appear.

My stomach flips in on itself. “Yes… I want to be your good girl,” I whisper.

“That’s my sweet Lilith,” Zypher says, cupping my cheek. When I flinch at his touch, he pulls away chuckling. “Go back to the table.”

“Fuck,” I say under my breath.

“Go on, Lilith,” Zypher says in a calm tone as Morwen lets go of me. “If I have to say it again, there will be consequences. I will take great joy in whipping your mates.”

“Okay,” I say quickly. “Okay. I’ll go.” I hesitate for a second before walking closer to the table. When Zypher shoves me back across the table, he turns my head so that I am looking at my mates. They have tears in their eyes, but it’s the unbridled anger that gets my attention the most.

Morwen moves to restrain my arms to the table while Zypher walks across the room to open the door. “Come now, gentlemen,” Zypher says to people outside. “Honor your queen.”

Fuckfuckfuck.Hot tears sting my eyes as I whimper. It’s his pack. He’s going to have his goddamn pack rape me in front of my mates.

“Eyes on your mates, whore,” Morwen says as he slaps my ass, causing me to whimper.

“Lilith,” I hear Daemon’s voice say in my head. “If you can hear me, do not react. Just close your eyes for a second so I know.” I close my eyes for just a moment before opening them back up. Relief washes over me with the realization that I’m not alone in this. I can still talk to my mates. Zypher and Morwen don’t realize that we can still communicate.