Across The Divide by Stacey Marie Brown

Author:Stacey Marie Brown [Brown, Stacey Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2015-12-19T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

The tops of my feet dragged across the floor, hitting the stone stairs as they hauled me to the basement. My head lolled and bobbed, not able to pick itself up yet. As the monster I didn’t feel pain, but now it was back with a vengeance.

Long ago, I’d almost burned to death. It took me months to come out of my coma, my fae powers keeping me asleep as I healed. I no longer had this luxury. I was still fae, so it eased the pain, but I was more human in healing. Every hit hurt worse than it ever had before. I was changing, my body slowing down. The fever sapped my energy, which pissed me off. I did not handle being fragile very well.

Several other men joined Cadoc in towing me back to the cell I’d been calling home. I recognized some of the men from my encounters with Garrett. One blue-haired guy ran ahead, pulling the extra chain off the floor until it hung from the ceiling at eyeline.

I’d been around too long not to know what was ahead of me. Torture had not advanced much with fae. They liked the old-school ways. I grunted and struggled. Cadoc and another fae grabbed my arms and wrapped the metal cuffs around my wrists, clicking them into place. The blue-haired fae yanked the pulley. My arms shot over my head. The bones and muscles along my shoulders and sides popped as my weight tugged back on them. The clanging chain echoed off the walls. My joints wrenched from their sockets. The tips of my bare toes skimmed the floor.

Shoes clicked across the stone floor.

“You’re still the same. Disobedient and impertinent,” Vadik hissed, I heard the whip snap as he opened it up.

My fingers rolled into fists, preparing for the pain. But no matter how much you do, you can never prepare for this kind of torture. The sound of the leather cracked in the room only an instant before the switch lashed across my back. My mouth slammed together, a groan caught in my chest.

The whip struck my back again.

Then again.

“Is a human really worth this?” Vadik growled.

I didn’t respond. She was worth more.

Agony sliced down my back as he snapped the whip. My skin split. The leather strap slashed across the open wounds. My knees dipped and dizziness overcame me, building and exploding with nausea.

“You are a fool. I hoped better from you.” Wrath coated every word he spoke. His resentment for me seemed deeper than what I’d expect from a bad business deal. But this was why people feared him—he was a demon who relished torture. You’d think he’d let others do this, not get his hands dirty. Not with me.

A bellow rushed out of him, his arm coming down, snapping the leather harshly.

My body jerked forward, curving with anguish. Against my will a moan escaped my throat. I slammed my jaw together, keeping Vadik from getting any more satisfaction from my pain. Sweat streamed down my face and blood flowed in trails along my back, dripping onto the floor.

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