Scorch (The Hailey Holloway Series Book 3) by K.C. Stewart

Author:K.C. Stewart [Stewart, K.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-01-03T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

"What is Wendell planning?" Silas asked Kiel, a Green Council member. He had thought that if he could convince anyone to talk easily, it would be one of his own dragons. Silas had hand-picked them after all. However, it seemed like Wendell and Katherine knew to keep them out of the loop when it came to anything and everything. But just in case the dragon was holding out of him, Silas thought it be best to add a little incentive. He had a whip in hand and cracked it up over head. The sound was electrifying.

"I asked you a question." He had no thoughts on actually using the whip on the man but found it to be a useful tool to scare the ever living shit out of people.

Kiel trembled in the chair. His eyes were wide in his head as it shook viciously back and forth. "I d-don't know, S-S-Silas." He cracked the whip three more times enjoying the way the dragon jumped at each one.

Someone screamed but it wasn’t the man in front of him. It was in the hallway. Silas's head snapped toward the door. A woman, but he didn't have any women in the holding cells. In fact the only women here was...

A guard burst into the room. "Sir, you’re needed." He knew. Somehow in the back of his mind he knew what he was going to find. He pushed the whip into the guard's chest and told him to stay with Keil.

Silas had only turned the corner when he zeroed in on her. Crumbled to the floor in the anxious arms of Roman, one of the guards he had made part of her personal security detail. Roman was talking to her, begging her to wake up. He looked up with worried eyes and found Silas running toward them.

"Sir, I was trying to get her back upstairs. She was wandering around looking for you. I'm not sure what happened."

“Give her to me.” Silas dropped to his knees and lifted her out of the guard's arms. "Hailey, you need to wake up now. Hailey." He smoothed a hand down her hair. A sheen of sweat had covered her flush face. Her pulse drummed rapidly beneath his fingertips. "Come on, Hailey," he begged her. She didn't move other than the rise and fall of her chest. Silas began to pull at her sweatshirt which had ridden up showing a few inches of her stomach. He could see the spots where the whip had licked around her sides to taste the unmarred flesh of her stomach. All healed now but the lines were a permanent reminder.

"Someone call a doctor," he told the men in the hallway, not bothering to look at any of them. A crowd had filled the small area. Many of them were fairly new members of his security, but a few had been here a few weeks prior when she had been attacked by one of their own. They looked on with fear as she was lifted from the ground and was swiftly carried upstairs.

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