Jasper’s voice floated into my hearing while Dell fumbled with my bra. “Dell, torture or rape…you’ve only got time for one before Boss gets here.”
“Dammit, Jasper, you always fucking do this,” Dell growled. My vision slowly steadied. I grunted when he dropped me onto my back, leaving me to stare up at the ceiling. “Fine, you know I enjoy making her bleed even more.”
He straightened, moving away.
I gritted my teeth, inhaling heavily before rolling onto my side. Tiny grunting whimpers escaped me while I steadied myself. Only a second later I cried out as Bruno grabbed my arms and lifted me, smashing me against the wall next to Sin.
“Is he alive?” I gasped, leaning heavily on my good leg.
Bruno snorted. “Of course he is.” A shoulder shrugged. “You know Boss likes to take you both to the brink of death before healing you up.” A cruel smile. “Just so he can do it again.” His head tilted. “I never understood how the fuck he hasn’t earned the loyalty of the two of you by doing this over and over again.”
I choked on a heartless laugh. “Ah, Bruno, we enjoy pain.”
A tawny eyebrow cocked. “No, you don’t.” His teeth flashed. “But even I have to admit that you have a beautiful scream when you truly hate something.”
“Only to the fucking demented,” I groaned, trying to fight his hold as he started raising my arms, which was utterly futile against his Shifter strength.
He hummed quietly. “And I’m certain we’ll be hearing it very soon.” He glanced over his shoulder as I continued struggling, my arms now fully stretched. “You’d better hurry up, Dell.”
“I’ll watch for Boss,” Jasper muttered, quickly turning his back on the three of us and herding the other onlookers out of the room. He shut the door behind him and a sudden golden, shimmering glow encased the walls—a Mage privacy spell to keep my screams unheard from outside the room.
Dell stepped next to Bruno and placed a stake in front of my face. The pointy half was made of solid silver, the back half of it made of black spelled wood. I flinched as he ran it over my cheek, the silver sizzling against my skin as he crooned, “Come, Caro, squeal for us.” He grabbed my broken hand, slamming it straight on the wall and making me grunt on a choked cry…right before his arm blurred as he slammed the stake through my palm.
I grunted hard, my body jerking as I gurgled a sob.
“Now, that wasn’t good enough,” Dell hummed. “I guess I’ll have to try again.” I gritted my teeth, groaning through the shout that wanted to escape as he jerked the stake out only to slam it into another spot on my hand. My mouth opened on a silent scream and my vision dimmed for a moment before returning. My body trembled, blood pouring from my pinned hand. “Again, I guess.”
“Not enough time,” Bruno muttered.
“Fuck, between you and Jasper, my time with her is always fucking ruined,” Dell mumbled in irritation. I sobbed silently…then shouted as he blurred around Bruno and slammed a stake into my other palm, pinning my hands completely to the wall. “There, now she’s making some damn noise.” He elbowed Bruno as my sobs racked my body. Another shout escaped me as Bruno moved, all of my weight hanging from my pinned hands and good leg. Dell lifted the silver spear, which was made sadistically the same as the stakes, and placed it against my stomach right above my navel. He grinned with hilarity right before he pressed the three-inch-thick, burning silver spear into my stomach.
I screamed.
I screamed as Dell and Bruno had wanted to hear, my cry piercing through the room. Twice the memory cut out as my vision went black, my screams resuming each time it returned. Bruno and Dell were laughing merrily while Dell drew out the stabbing, sliding the spear through my body inch by slow inch until he was standing flush against the front of me, the spear’s silver half only showing out of my skin an inch. He jerked it inside my body, blood pouring from my stomach and my mouth. My head dropped, my vision going black again.
Only I was brought back to life when my head was jerked up by a rough hand in my hair. It was the Bossman staring me in the face, a tiny smile lifting his lips. “I’ve missed you, my pet. Wherever have you been?”
I spat blood on in his eyes.
His gaze narrowed as he gently wiped his face with his free hand, smearing the blood in long streaks. “Now, that wasn’t nice.” His wolf growled quietly. “Do you want me to kill Sin?”
I choked hoarsely, “Get…him…down.”
“No, I don’t think so. Not yet. After all, you are the reason he’s here.” Bossman chuckled quietly. “When you apparently disappeared, he naturally came looking for you here…and, well, you can see how that ended up.” Black eyes wandered over my face. “I want to know how you suddenly flashed into this room, and where the fuck you’ve been since you escaped the last time.”