Chapter 124: Ayla

My wrists and shoulders stung. My head was pounding as I tried to open my eyes. Someone had stripped me down to my undergarments. I could feel my thighs touching cold stone and something hard against my back. The smell of wolfsbane burned my nostrils, but it was almost better than the fowl smell filling the rest of the room.

I finally pried my eyes open, lifting my head as my vision focused.

I was in a dimly lit large room with a high ceiling. It was too dark to see how high it went, but there was enough light to see the body that hung from it. I gasped at the gruesome scene. Bile rose in my throat as I recognized the tattoo on the forearm.

It was Conner Elkins. What was left of him.

“Ayla,” a terrified voice called.

I turned to see Kylee and Ma. They were locked up in a cage on the other side of the room.

“Kylee. Ma,” I croaked, wincing as I moved.

I managed to look up. My arms were tied over my head by thick, tight ropes. From the smell and the sting, they must have been soaked in wolfsbane. It was seeping into my bloodstream through the raw open sores on my wrists.

“Kylee,” I said hoarsely, “how long have I been out?”

“Over two days,” she said, tears running down her face.

“Are you hurt? Ma doesn’t look too good,” I said, hearing her writhe in

the cage next to Kylee.

“I’m okay,” Kylee replied. “Ma’s struggling. We’ve been here for four or five days now.”

Shit.

“She’s going through withdrawal, Kylee,” I told her.

“I know,” she said softly. She had finally accepted Ma’s addiction.

water?” I asked.

said. “I’ve been giving her as much I

I replied. “If

tugging at my bonds, testing for any weakness in the ropes. I was tied against a wooden post with a metal ring fixed on it. I tried to wrap my fingers around the ring. If I could work it out, I could get to

glad you’re awake, my love,” a familiar voice echoed through the room, making me

wave of shock ran through me when he came

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took over

no holding him back. We were both volatile as it was. For this asshole to show up

this

on Lennix. He was smaller and leaner than us. Kieran almost relished how

get the chance.

appeared between us, stopping our confrontation.

voice echoed in

words hit me, bringing me back to reality. However much I hated Kingston, he didn’t have Ayla. Kieran growled one more

the fuck is he doing here?” I demanded

to help,” Pierce said firmly. “You need

me a pair of

said. “Now’s not the time.”

and went back

to mask his scent.” She pulled a labeled spray bottle out. “We use this when we enter certain

get it?”

but it may not be too hard. He’s not using this specifically. This stuff doesn’t eliminate our scent

in large enough concentrations, but the user would risk

does this help us?”

messages with her and she pulled a couple out of their evidence bag. “Something about these bothered me. I studied handwriting analysis in school. Whoever wrote these was trying to disguise their handwriting in these last few messages. If you consider that, plus them eliminating their scent completely, this is someone Ayla knows.

directed the last

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