Harvest (The Order Book 6) by Nikki Rae

Author:Nikki Rae [Rae, Nikki]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-12-29T00:00:00+00:00

Twelve

Blood thrashed through my veins and the back of my throat was hot. I could hear nothing—feel nothing. It was worse than shame. My mind had wandered away from my body, fighting the pull as I called it back. The Cerberus blurred the line between them, separated me from the girl coming to in the bathtub, thrashing against the man who Owned her and the woman he called wife.

Not only had our plan been false, but our entire lives had been as well. We’d all been lying to each other from the start, and I was just beginning to see it now. The girl being held by the shoulders, splashing water onto the shiny tile...she wasn’t me.

I was nothing.

Then searing pain, white hot against my cheek, and everything stopped.

“Fawn,” Elliot breathed, voice tattered. “It’s okay. Come back to me.”

I’d been wrong. The twinge in my chest was far worse than feeling nothing. The frigid water was too much for me, and I grappled with him to get out, but it was no use. I wasn’t naked, but soaked in a jacket and the same leather dress. Elliot peeled each item away and I fought him at every turn, bucking under him as he held my back against the cold porcelain.

His fingers wound around my throat and my muscles went limp.

“Please don’t,” I wheezed, teeth chattering. “I’ll be good,” I whispered, repeating it over and over until he released me.

“Hey,” he said softly, holding up my head. My pulse was still too loud; it was like listening under water. “I’m here.” To prove it to me, he pressed my face into his damp shirt. “You did so well, Fawn. I’m so proud of you.”

A sob snaked its way up my throat; I didn’t deserve his praise—I didn’t deserve him at all.

“Shh.” Master Lyon rubbed my back, trickling cool water down my spine. “You aren’t in trouble. You’re just coming down, ma petit. That’s all.”

I tried to shake my head; he didn’t understand. I was already at the lowest point I could sink. All that remained were the depths of the dark. “N-No.”

“Hush now, Fawn.” Odette was here too, swiping wet hair from my forehead. “We’ve got you.”

As far as I could tell, they were both fine. Neither my Owner nor his wife sounded as they had in the tiny greenhouse, which made me think more time had passed since I was last conscious. They were sober while I floundered between drifting and slamming back into my body.

“I know it’s uncomfortable,” Elliot said into my ear, mildly distracted by the sound of the wet clothing slipping over the edge of the tub and into the water. “We’re almost done. Then you can rest.”

Without paying it much mind, he grasped both garments in one large hand, retrieved them from the bath, and tossed them to the tile in the corner of the glass room. I couldn’t help but follow the sound it made, and my eyes stuck themselves to the Wolf’s jacket—red pocket square and all.

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