Surrender: Saving Setora (Book Six) (Dark Dystopian Reverse Harem MC Romance) by Dark Raven & J. Knox Petra

Author:Dark, Raven & J. Knox, Petra [Dark, Raven]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2019-01-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Wishing for Evil

My jaw was broken.

Or at least I thought it was, by the feel of it when I came to. The left side of it felt like someone had jammed a hot poker through it, not unlike the way my shoulder had felt upon waking in the panic room at Mayhem’s.

I knew I wasn’t in Mayhem’s Hold, and this injury hadn’t been an accident. It certainly hadn’t been one caused by someone trying to protect me.

Upon waking, I blinked open my eyes and saw a ceiling paneled in fine, dark wood. I was lying in a bed. Confusion settled in as I slowly sat up and looked around.

Something about the room was odd. The interior was built with the best money could buy, with a marble floor and ornate woodwork on the ceiling. I was struck by the odd juxtaposition of luxury and humble practicality. Something about the unlikely combination of wealth and meager décor…

Recognition skittered across my thoughts.

Only the bed, a full-length mirror—which looked old and worn—and a small nightstand with a washbasin on it occupied the room. The walls, sanded grey stone, bore no decorations or accents except torches mounted for light. Even the bed, scarcely wide enough for my frame, only had a thin mattress and a small pillow, as if it had been built purely for functionality, without any thought to comfort. It was also far too hot in here. Desert hot, with nothing to keep the room cool.

I was in a slave’s quarters, but where?

“Wh—” My jaw wouldn’t open.

I touched my face, feeling cloth under my fingers. There were bandages wrapped around my head, tied under my chin to hold my jaw shut.

Sweat trickled between my bare breasts, and I looked down at myself. The frock Pretty Boy had dressed me in after dinner was gone. I was naked.

I froze while the memory of what had happened flooded through my thoughts.

I had fallen asleep on Pretty Boy’s lap while he had watched Hawk and Steel play chess. Then the next thing I knew, Greeger had been looming in the doorway to the room. I thought I had seen Hawk lying on the floor, not moving.

I remembered bolting from the bed, grabbing the pitcher off the nightstand, and hitting Greeger over the head with it. It had smashed. Then a sharp pain stabbed into my arm, and I’d dropped to the floor. Then…nothing.

Greeger. He’d shot me with something from that gun. I squinted, trying to make sense of the jumble of images in my head. As they began to make more sense, I felt the blood leave my cheeks.

I had passed out and woken up in a carriage. Whatever drug Greeger had given me had made it impossible to sit up. Lying in the back seat, I was still dressed in my frock then. Doctor Olan had been driving, and Greeger had been sitting beside me, his large frame crammed into the seat. My head had been so foggy, making it difficult to think straight, but not enough to keep fear from chilling my blood.

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