Hide, Don't Seek by Tris Wynters

Hide, Don't Seek by Tris Wynters

Author:Tris Wynters [Wynters, Tris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tris Wynters Publishing
Published: 2024-06-25T00:00:00+00:00


~Chapter 16~

We pull up at a tiny, little cabin that makes me think of my mother. Small, cute, tidy, and sweet-looking. She would have loved a place like this. A sharp pang in my chest has me absently rubbing it as we quietly step out of the car. Once we hit the gravel drive, we turned off the headlights, hoping not to force the bastards’ hands into hurting Beatrice.

Oh, sweet Bea. You can tell she doesn’t laugh or smile much, so when she does, it shines brighter than the sun. We only spent about an hour with her, but you can learn a lot about a person just by observing them. The shadows in her eyes called to a darkness in my soul.

She puts on a comfortable, confident front but is neither of those things unless she can control every aspect of a situation. That alone tells me all I need to know about some of her “life experiences.”

Knowing the little bit I do about her, I can see why she doesn’t trust easily, if at all, and prefers to be alone- because she’s the only person in her life who doesn’t let her down. Her heart is locked up tighter than Fort Knox, but she cares deeply for others, even those she doesn’t know. She has a gentleness about her that makes me want to comfort her, snuggle her, and take care of her. And I rarely feel that way.

Hell, I was surprised when I was immediately possessive of Even, Charlie, and Stu, but those were more “Bro” feelings; guys I could go into a dangerous situation with and feel safe. And those relationships were, and are, fostered by our mutual hatred of assholes who take advantage of others; especially women and children.

Of course, those feelings morphed a lot more between Even and me. What can I say, I love the big guy. We are basically the opposite in every way. He’s big and scary-looking but soft and gooey on the inside. Always willing to be the first in the face of danger and stopping at nothing to ensure people’s safety.

As for me, I look sweet and innocent. Semi-charming, really goofy. But, I’m the darkest of our group. I’m the interrogator, the torturer, the executioner; and I fucking love it.

But the moment I met Bea, I knew she’d be ours- ours to care for, ours to protect, ours to love.

A loud, very male, roar of agony penetrates through the trees, causing us all to freeze for a second. Then, like the team we fucking are, we all take off in a sprint past the back of the house. As my arms and legs fill with adrenaline, I feel a slow grin form on my face. If that’s a male scream, our feisty little Bea’s giving him a run for his money. Good girl.

My cock hardens in my pants as the thought of violence flows through me. If there’s anything left of these assholes by the time I get there, I’m definitely going to have some fun.



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