Branded by Addison Cain

Author:Addison Cain [Cain, Addison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Addison Cain

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Water up to her chin, enough to drink for a week, sloshed warm and lovely every time she moved a muscle. This is what heaven had to be. All the flesh that stung was soothed, tense muscles were rendered jelly. Wren didn’t even care that what had started crystal clear was dingy gray once she’d settled in. For the first time in five years, every speck of mud was going to be off of her.

And there was soap. Soap!

Things to clean her hair. Another bottle to soften it.

These precious items would have cost her three month’s income. They would have been stolen from her house had anyone in the Warrens known she possessed them.

She ran the bar over her shoulder for the third time, purring like a well-fed cat.

Who knew something as simple as a bath could heal so much?

The morning had been difficult. If she let herself ruminate over how completely fucked she was, she’d start screaming. The evening was going to be worse. She was going to be shared by all three of them. Something larger than a fist was going to tear through her body for the pleasure of a gangster she only knew by reputation and insinuation. All her fear had to be crammed into a little box in her head. The lid shut tight.

Warrens rats lived only in the moment, and took the small pleasures a hard life offered. She took the bath and relished every finger pruning moment.

Right now, she was a sleek mouse. One who’d been fed more food than she could hold. Who had swallowed not two, but three glasses of clean water. One who was still alive.

Whose boys were still alive.

The moment had to be savored. Small victories had to be enjoyed.

Even when the steam exacerbated her cough, she didn’t mind. Purring as loud as her tight chest might allow, she dunked her head and doused all that hair with shampoo. Bubbles, glorious bubbles, ran down her temples.

It was scentless, made for Omegas—so her natural odor would not be spoiled by perfume.

And it felt wonderful.

The Alpha who’d brought her here watched from the door. The creeper…

Always spying, that one. In the handful of days she’d known him, Kieran had watched Caspian fuck her. Watched Toby lick her. Watched Toby fist her.

And now he watched her take a bath.

Of all the moments he’d witnessed, this one seemed to intrigue him most. Not that Wren was paying him any mind. There wasn’t much to like about the good-looking one. And he didn’t seem to like much about her. Yet still he’d hovered all day, buzzing his irritated purr at her side like a mosquito looking to bite.

Gathering her hair at her nape, Wren drew the suds down, pulling the tangled locks over her shoulder so she might scrub what hung down to her waist.

It was too long. A constant reminder of another sad day in her life.

Maybe it was time to cut it... considering the reason she’d let it grow long.

A remembrance of someone special lost to her.

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