Chapter 130: Ayla

I wasn’t making much progress with pulling out the ring. I kept looking around, trying to find something else to aid me. I was instructing Kylee to do so the same, helping guide her as best I could. She was working at the hinges of the cage door when Harry came back.

“That’s adorable, Kylee,” he sneered. “Thinking you could accomplish anything remotely as impressive as an escape.

Kylee looked dejected, but the hatred filled her eyes. Harry shoved his hand through the bars to grab the small metal rod she had been using. With a scream, she stabbed it into his hand. A wave of pride rippled through me. I started laughing as Harry bellowed.

His eyes shot to me.

“Okay, my love,” he said venomously. “You think pain is funny?”

“Your pain,” I clarified. “Come on, Harry. I’m sure even you can enjoy the poetry in this.”

He smirked at me, almost genuinely. That is until he turned and opened the cage. He reached in, grabbing my mother by the hair and dragging her out. He kicked Kylee hard as she tried to hold on to her. Ma was kicking a screaming as he pulled her before me.

“Stop, Harry,” I yelled. “What are you doing?”

“You think my pain is funny,” he snarled, gripping Ma by the throat. “Well, it would hurt me greatly if I had to kill my mate’s mother.”

His other hand was on the back of her head, poised to break her neck in one quick motion. My mother stared at me with terror in her eyes,

no longer fighting.

“Harry, don’t,” I pled.

“It would be so easy. It’s not like she deserves you. Not

to murder my

me. His breathing began to slow. I couldn’t tell what was going through his mind. But

want to know. He finally released my mother’s throat, but his fist remained firmly in her hair. When he finally

table and grabbed a rag before stalking toward

he said eerily. “Enough of this playing around. It’s

brushed my face again. Then suddenly, he was shoving the rag in my mouth, gagging me so I couldn’t speak. I tried to pull away, but he was too

my love, but it’s necessary. We can’t have you commanding me before the process is complete,” he

direction. He leaned in, his hand running

anyone could experience,” he whispered against my jaw, his hands

curious to resist, my love. I’ve been waiting for so long. Imagining

face me. I kicked out, hitting him square in the leg, sending him to the floor. I kept kicking, just trying to hit anything to keep him away from me. I was screaming against the gag, using whatever strength I had to pull against the

the stone floor. His hand held my hair, yanking my head back as he pressed himself against me.

turned my head to look as my family watched in horror, crying out for me. “If you don’t

tears

was screaming next to her. I tried to tell them to look away, but I

throats and make you watch until every drop of blood is drained. Now,”

her face so she couldn’t see. I closed my eyes. My mind went to Theo but

that

me. I struggled to right myself, but

my mouth. I was surprised to see

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