Ours (Blood Ties Book 3) by A.K. Rose & Atlas Rose

Author:A.K. Rose & Atlas Rose [Rose, A.K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-09-29T16:00:00+00:00

TWENTY-THREE

Vivienne

I chased the last drop of juice around the rim of the plastic cup, then set it back on the tray alongside the flimsy plate and cutlery. It’d been three days since they’d let me out. Supervised, of course. My every move was watched by him and the damn cameras, but we still hadn’t worked our way up to real metal utensils. Because the sonofabitch knew I’d take them to his goddamn face.

Him and his goddamn sons…

I stared at the tray, then turned toward the door to follow him. He let me accompany him downstairs to the study, even answered some of my questions about the house with clipped answers. Yes, his sons lived here. Yes, he knew about Ryth and her brothers. No, he wasn’t about to divulge her location or if they were even back at The Order.

He wouldn’t really tell me a goddamn thing.

Frustration seethed inside me.

But he knew…

Oh, fuck yes, he knew.

My mind shifted to the medical reports he poured over. If there was anything I was starting to understand about London St. James, it was that he was fucking conniving…and powerful. The DNA printouts had highly confidential stamped all over them.

He obsessed over them, scanning each one before moving on, then printed more. That only intensified my interest.

I wanted to know what he was looking for…

I wanted to know what he wanted.

And I wanted to know about Ryth…

Where she was, if she was safe…if she was even alive.

They wouldn’t kill her, that I was pretty sure of. No, The Order wouldn’t dare risk one of its captives. Still, I knew there were worse things than death. Like being locked away by a monster.

Darkness waited outside my window as I turned away from the new tray. It was night…late, too. Stars sparkled in the sky, glinting around a full moon. I made my way to the window, tracing my finger along the electronic locks, ones he’d made sure he mentioned, just in case I thought again about trying to escape.

Just like the door, right?

I glanced over my shoulder at the bedroom door.

He needn’t have bothered. Even if I escaped this hell, I had nowhere to run. No family was looking for me, no brothers desperate to get me back. Not even a goddamn friend I could call. Ryth had been the closest thing I’d ever had to a friend, and I’d lost her.

I turned away from the window and crossed the room, habit driving me forward. I didn’t know why I even tried. Every night the bedroom door was locked, and every night I went to sleep frustrated. But as I reached out, I realized one tiny detail. I hadn’t heard it click.

The door lock clicked at the same time every night. Set by a timer, I’d assumed. The tiny thunk always came just after he brought me the tray. I tried to think, tried to pick apart the minutes since he’d placed the tray on the dresser then turned to watch me with that hungry stare, and remember…

I hadn’t heard it.

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