In the Alpha’s Arms
Chapter 71
Imprisoned
When Lita finally ope
her eyes, they were stiff and grainy, her vi
vision clouded and spotty.
Ney? She called out to her wolf. Something had been wrong with her woll, Lita could remember that much, even before something smashed into her and left her brain scrambled. But Lita’s wolf was dangerously quiet. She couldn’t even see her pacing behind her mental fence. That wasnt good.
What the hell was going on? Where the hell was she? Passed out behind the bar? Lita tried to sit up but she could barely move her neck. Pain linced back into her consciousness with viciousness, speckling her vision red. She groaned, noting the sandpaper feel of her tongue, the thickening of her threat. She tried her shoulders, and they sluggishly responded, sending fire to the back of her head. Who hit her in the head with a sledgehammer? Ar least that’s what it felt like, heavy throbbing, and something broken. She could feel the crust of dried blood on the back of her neck.
Lita tried to lift her hands and touch the damage, but her body resisted, shaking violently. Nausea washed over her and the only managed to roll to her side before vomiting. Her face on the rough stone Boor had her eyes trying to focus. Where the hell was she? The alleyway? No, there wasn’t nearly enough light to be the alleyway, even if it was still nighttime. There had been a large overhead Ing light where she threw up, she remembered. Stace and faz would never have left her there anyway. They’d have taken her home, especially once Cole got there. Slowly her mind was coming back to her. Her vision swirled but began to clear too.
“Greg said she’s a nice piece of ass… Heard she’d pretty banged up. You know I like the ones that don’t fight,” Lita heard a man’s voice she didn’t know, somewhere behind her and another voice she didn’t recognize was answering him, “The bass would kill you, don’t even think about it. Let’s just do what the hell we’re here to do and go. Did you ever send the doc in here to treat her bead?”
“The fuck would the point of that be? I’d rather see how long she can go before she screams. So far she made it through the night, the violent one said. She shivered. Lita didn’t want that one anywhere near her.
“For fuck’s sake, ignoring the boss’s orders are the fastest way to get your head permanently separated from your shoulders man. Its your fucking funeral.
“Boss doesn’t give a flying fuck about bitches, the violent one spat, “His loss. All this ass around here and he never gets his dick wet, Why the hell would he care if she’s a little banged up?”
herself together enough to get into a defensive position. Two men she didn’t know were coming for her. She needed to fight. She needed to scream. She needed to do something. But her body just wouldn’t cooperate. She was hurt bad, almost as bad as when Brian went crazy on her. Fuck. What if he’d been the one to attack
Brian. Had he gone on to stalk whoever had her old number now? Had he given up finally? Had he lost his mind? Was he lurking silently behind the bushes everywhere she went? She often held that fear close to her chest, not even letting Cole know how truly terrified it made her sometimes.
back like he always said he would. What would he do? And if he had gotten
sound was followed by a metal scraping as the door behind her was pushed open. She tried and failed to raise her head, vomit still clinging to the side of
stepped closer to her, edging her back with his heavy boots. She felt him nudge her twice with the steel toe,
level and snorted, ‘Greg said a nice piece of ass huh? Looks like somebody lied. He looked her over with hard eyes and let his
distant scratching noises mixing with whimpers and screams as they continued to drag her. Each door had a number and a thin strip of metal that opened for food trays most likely. She shuddered, this place was a prison of some sort and she prayed that all these cells didn’t all have prisoners in them. What the hell kind of place was this? Brian was cruel
wash. Her Iners scuffed the ground, twisting the ankle that still wore a shoe in the process. Her hands smacked the ground to break her Lall as she heard the sound of bonts tording further away from her. Head throbbing, ears ringing, Lita managed
and a pair of thin slippers. She didn’t trust it, but she also knew she couldn’t stay in her club dress and half a pair of high heels
way out.
the blinding pain sting through her until it was only
was still showering. He was triumphantly holding the towel she’d no doubt be searching for. The grin on his disgusting face slipped as he realized she was already dressed and waiting for him. He growled, yelling for the other man as they
Lita asked, her voice
a sneer, then leaned to her
we are huh?”
w you
exactly what I am…..“
her Chris,” the other snapped, shaking his curls out of his face. Chris only scoffed and made a show of tracking his eyes over Lita’s body as he pulled away. The violent one was named Chris, she made a mental note to stay as far the fuck away from him as she could. The other man barked, “Boss won’t like you getting close to
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