The Ravager Chronicles: The Complete Series by Sara Page

Author:Sara Page [Page, Sara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dirty Nothings
Published: 2017-03-13T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Two

“What are you doing?!” Beast roars, scaring me awake.

Two big purple hands grab onto my arms and yank me out of the darkness.

“What?” I gasp as Beast shoves me behind his body. Just a moment ago I was dozing peacefully in Striker’s arms. I was so comfortable; I was even starting to enjoy the quiet calmness of the darkness. Now my eyes sting and water as they adjust to the bright light in Striker’s small quarters. Everything looks too bright now, too sharp and too focused.

What the hell is Beast’s problem?

“I’m preparing her,” Striker says defensively as he fades into view, facing off with Beast— completely naked. It would be hilarious, naked Striker versus a fully clothed Beast, if they both didn’t look as if they wanted to tear each other to pieces.

And just when I thought we were all getting along so well…

Beast takes a threatening step forward, his red eyes glaring murder at Striker. “Preparing her? How? In what way?”

Striker’s lips curl up in that cocky smirk. Is he purposely antagonizing Beast? “I was helping her adjust. I was helping her see.”

“You reckless fool!” Beast roars, taking another step towards Striker.

I feel like I’m about to watch history repeat itself. Beast is going to give Striker a beat down, but this time I’m not sure Striker deserves it.

“What’s wrong?” I ask, reaching out and tugging on Beast’s black shirt. “Why are you so upset?”

Beast’s fists clench at his sides as he stares off with Striker but my tug gets his attention. He casts a quick glance over his shoulder at me and then I hear him growl. He looks beyond pissed.

“Did I do something wrong?” I ask with trepidation and resist the urge to take a step back. The violence is crackling around him, the little hairs on my arms stand on end.

I don’t know what’s got him so upset but it’s freaking me out. The way he snorts through his nostrils, the way his chest rises and falls with every deep breath, he looks like his fury is barely contained in his purple skin.

Beast gives Striker a look of disgust as if Striker is vermin he’d like to stomp out of existence. “You didn’t even warn her about the side effects, did you?”

“Side effects?” I ask shrilly, drawing both of their attention. “What side effects?”

Striker shrugs his shoulders dismissively. “I felt it wasn’t necessary. She likes to worry, and it isn’t good for our babies. I thought to save her the stress.”

“What the hell is going on?” I ask now and step around Beast, just now realizing I too am still completely naked.

I cross my arms over my breasts, however, and glare between them. “Stop talking like I’m not here and start explaining.”

Beast and Striker just continue to glare at each other, neither one of them willing to give me the answer. My stomach sinks. It must be something bad.

“Oh, shit. What is it? Is it that bad?” I ask and my hands drop protectively to my stomach.

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