Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

188. Rueben - Hidden desires I

A pair of pants and some empty beer bottles stand between me and my bed and I kick them out of my way before I collapse on top of the quilt. I am trying to contain the rage, the anger, and the hate I feel for the Diseased Cunt, but they are growing bigger with each passing day. Her presence in this house reminds me of everything I have lost because of her. And now Ansel is telling me that she will make a great bonded? What the fuck was he thinking when he said that, especiall It isn't only Ansel. Jasper and even Mose are on board as well. Fucking her in my damn kitchen. At least Tyson hasn't lost his marbles. He is the only one I can count on.

when he knows how much I suffered because of her.

Her moans are loud enough to reach my room since it is the closest to the kitchen and I punch the fucking pillow before putting it over my head, covering my ears, not wanting to hear her anymore.

I stay like that until the moans and grunts die out and the door to my room opens. I turn around just as Tyson enters.

"Ah, it's you," I say.

Tyson narrows his eyes. "And who did you expect? The bitch?"

I frown. "No."

"You want her to suck you or something?"

I stand. "Hold your titties, you know that " A loud scream cuts me sort. "What the fuck was that?"

"Olivia. She sounds like she's in a lot of pain," Tyson says before rushing out of the room.

I follow him down the hall to Jasper's room.

A butt-naked Ansel is hovering over the Diseased Cunt, who has her eyes closed.

his fists opening and

you,” Ansel snarls back before focusing on the

She is just pretending to get more attention from these fools' blood-brothers of mine. I drag a palm down my face. I need to find a way to get her away from the farm. To

happened?" Mose's voice comes

pass. "Some bullshit drama the Diseased Cunt

were just finishing fucking when all of a

grabbing the ashtray from Jasper's desk and leaning against the wall. Jasper and Mose don't smoke; maybe they will occasionally have one with Ansel, Tyson, and me, and we are heavy smokers. Because of that, we made a habit of

his hand through his hair. "How rough were you that

wasn't because of me but because of how badly

fucking perfect. She's been here for what, a few weeks? And she's not only

going to kill her,"

clench my jaw before taking more puffs from

out his phone. "Should I call

"Let me see her first. Can someone grab my bag from my

the door.

Mose checks her vital signs or whatever the fuck he is doing since medicine is not something I am good at. Tyson paces nervously around the room, occasionally stopping to look at

minutes later Ansel returns to the room. At least he put on some clothes. He gives the bag to Mose, shoves

says when he is done checking on the Diseased Cunt. "With everything going on around here, I haven't noticed she's been losing weight." He

shrug. "How the fuck should I know? I'm not

as her while you were recuperating. The rest of us where trying to find Jason and his friends," Mose points out. Rummaging through his bag, he adds, “She has a fever and her pupils are very dilated.” She isn't pretending? I take a better look at her. The weak light from outside is enough to let me see she is pale. And thinner

shift at the hospital in