Sins of Chaos : Double Crossed/Part Two by scongrove |
Warning: The author has noted that this contains the highest level of violence. Previously . . . Now that Abbey finally put an end to the ruthless scientist who killed her father, and kept her prisoner for years, torturing her with endless lab experiments, she had to warn her beloved Steven that he was in danger. Before Dr. Autenburg had met his end, he was hired by Valkin Steele—a billionaire client that funded his research—to locate an Adalwolf with the power to heal his dying mistress, Natasha. And Steven was the target. During her escape, Abbey was caught off guard and tranquilized by Valkin Steele’s body guard, Roman Kincaid. Just as she thought all hope was lost, her luck finally turned around. Roman, who was also an Adalwolf, promised Abbey he would keep her safe, and help her reunite with Steven. Left with no other choice, Abbey could only pray Roman was a man of his word. Now that Abbey is in good hands—protected by Roman and a team of Special Ops—the next step is reuniting her with her beloved, Steven. As Steven and Abbey finally reunite, she is introduced to the others in the Covenant as they meet Roman and his team of Special Ops—Lena, Justice, and Bull—to prepare for more allies to show. Later the night, Roman and his team member, Lawrence Colbert, were ambushed by Gordan Bates and his brother Joey—trackers hired by Valkin Steele—to gain information to the whereabouts of the Breedline Covenant in order to capture Steven for his abilities to heal a fatal wound. During their altercation, Roman and Lawrence were left with no other choice but to shift into their supernatural state and take them out. But before they shifted, Gordan Bates spilled the news about Valkin hiring Cole Decker—a hired tracker that dealt in under-aged sex trafficking in Europe—to help locate Steven. After they contacted the Breedline Covenant, Tim Ross—the Covenant’s head council—prepared for Roman and Lawrence to arrive so they could gather everyone for a meeting and plan their next move. Just as they arrived, Tessa—the Breedline queen—had asked her husband Jace to take their twin boys upstairs to bed. Unbeknown to what was transpiring in the room down the hall, Jace had no idea what was about to happen. Abbey had just awoke from a horrific nightmare from her past, triggering the she-wolf within her. When the battle between Jace’s Beast and Abbey’s she-wolf almost led to her death, she decided to secretly sneak out of the Covenant in fear of shifting again and harming Steven, or an innocent bystander. Before Abbey left, she wrote a good-bye letter to Steven. But to Abbey’s surprise, she was kidnapped by Valkin Steele’s hired trackers to use her as a pawn to get to Steven. When the Breedline arrive with Steven—who is wired with a tracking device—in exchange for Abbey, Valkin Steele’s hired trackers turn on them with gunfire, wounding Gunny in the crossfire. While they make a deal with the trackers to return Abbey when Steven heals Valkin Steele’s beloved Abbey—who is dying of cancer—they take Steven into custody. Now that Steven has healed Valkin Steele’s beloved Natasha, of her cancer, in exchange for Abbey, Valkin betrays him and sells her to Cole Decker—a tracker that deals in sex trafficking—while the highest bidder flies in from Germany to purchase Steven for his special gifts. Continued . . . Abbey’s pulse, already elevated, spiked when Cole Decker referred to her as his pet. What exactly did that mean? And then fear boiled in her stomach as acid traced its way up her throat. There was an unmistakable bulge in Cole’s expensive slacks that clearly outlined his erection. “What do you want with me?” she demanded with far more bravery than she felt. His eyes went cold, studying her for a brief moment, purposely drawing out her terror. “I’m the man that owns you,” he said in a silky purr. “You belong to me.” A prickled unease chased up her spine. Cole Decker was a monster, like the same monsters that haunted her from the past. He fed off the fear of others. It was a heady aphrodisiac that fed Cole’s sadistic fantasies of young girls. Only he made them a reality. He had a lust for underage girls, even though he evidently went for legal-aged women as well. He was a twisted son of a bitch, and every one of Abbey’s instincts told her that Cole planned to live out every one of those sick fantasies with her. But she had other plans. If he thought she was just another helpless victim, boy did he have a surprise in store. She knew that her uncontrollable rage simmered just below the surface, and it wouldn’t take much for it to erupt into something dangerous. As soon as the drug that was given to her wore off, her she-wolf was going to tear his eyes out and then go for his balls. His death would be slow. He deserved to die a long, painful death for every sin he’d ever committed. Abbey intended to make Cole Decker pay for every girl he put his hands on. “I think you must have me mistaken for someone else,” she said coldly. “I’m not anyone’s property.” Cole threw back his head and laughed. “You seem awfully sure of yourself, Ms. Winthrop. I like a challenge.” Glee entered his eyes. “It will be entertaining to teach you discipline and obedience.” “Go screw yourself,” she gritted out. A satisfied expression gripped him as he grabbed her by the hair and yanked her face close to his. With his hand wound tightly in her hair, he crushed his lips against hers. Abbey struggled wildly, but Cole was stronger, forcing her mouth open, kissing her brutally. Bile rose in her throat. She closed her eyes and felt sick to her very soul. “You taste sweet,” he murmured, his breath stroking over her trembling lips. “I can’t wait to taste the rest of you.” Tears burned her eyelids as they opened, but she refused to cry. She refused to allow him the satisfaction of seeing her tears of pain. Cole saw something savage in her deep blue glare for one brief moment before he reached out to her. Abbey jerked back as he slid his hand up to her shoulder, hating the revolting shudder that rolled through her body the moment he made contact. He dropped his hand and clenched it into a tight ball as he shook with rage. Oh god, where was Steven? Abbey thought. Had he been drugged to make sure he wasn’t a threat? Cole uncurled his fist and tore her shirt, rending it in two, exposing her breasts. His hand mauled her, groping over her body, pulling impatiently at her pants. Abbey went wild, bucking, kicking, and fighting with every bit of strength she could muster. She’d die before being raped by this asshole. “You’re a heartless bastard,” she said, choking back tears. “You make me sick.” Cole backed off, his jaw twitching at Abbey’s outward show of strength. “Tell me, Abigail, did Valkin Steele promise to see your beloved Adalwolf safely back to the Covenant after he healed Natasha?” He kept his eyes locked on hers. “Think carefully. I also know Steele to be a liar,” he added, the sound of his voice coming as a hiss. “And yet he made you believe something he never intended to do in the first place. How easily you are persuaded.” Abbey spat in Cole’s face and yelled, “Go to hell!” The black orbs of his eyes went flat, and he was on her in an instant with a sharp slap to her face. The blow stunned Abbey speechless. She instantly brought her hand up to her mouth, her eyes widening in quick alarm. “Tell me you want me,” he raised his voice, blasting the demand into her face. Anger lit off a firestorm inside her chest. She would never say that to him. Never. “I. Despise. You.” As Cole lifted his hand and made a fist, Abbey glared at him, steady, calm, ready to take the hit. They stayed silent for a long time, bound by the strings of violence that ran between them. Finally, he lowered his hand and said, “Your precious Adalwolf was sold to the highest bidder.” He raked his dark gaze over her shaking body. “I was paid to deliver you to Steele. You were just a bargaining tool that served my purpose. He got the Adalwolf, and I got what I wanted.” Abbey pulled at her shirt to cover herself. “No, it’s not true.” She shook her head in denial. “You’re lying.” Cole lifted one eyebrow, ignoring the pain in her eyes and placed a pair of handcuffs around her wrists. To her surprise, his hand clamped on the back of her neck, and he kissed her, licking her with his tongue. It took everything she had to keep her gag reflex down until he lifted his head. And then he looked at her and smiled. In the blink of an eye, the light had gone out of Abbey. She went silent, fixing her stony gaze away, refusing to look at Cole. What a stupid, naïve fool she’d been. If only she’d listened to Steven and stayed at the Breedline Covenant. Her poor decision echoed in her mind until she wanted to scream in frustration. But she refused to give up because she still had a fight left in her. Abbey closed her eyes, a sense of peace enveloping her. The innocent life growing inside her was worth everything that had come before and all that would come after. And hopefully, help was on the way. With or without the Covenant’s support, she would find her way back to Steven. She had managed to elude an organized group of scientists that far outnumbered Cole Decker and Valkin Steele. Abbey had no doubt she’d find a way to escape once again. Cole rose to his feet and moved to the door. “I’ll be leaving you here for a while,” he said in a stern voice. “As soon as I get back, you’ll be going with me on a long trip.” Abbey turned to face him. “Where are you taking me?” He shot her a look. “We’re flying to Europe,” he said, and added, “along with the rest of my shipment.” Her eyes rounded in fear. Oh, god . . . Without uttering another word, he simply turned on his heel and stalked from the room. When the door closed and locked, Abbey sucked in her breath. Furious at how helpless she was, she prayed for the one thing she had always wanted to get rid of . . . her Lupa. **** Valkin Steele stood in silence, patiently waiting as Dr. Kruger and three of his men were escorted inside. Behind him, Marcus, Corbin, and Fredrick were just as silent, though Steele could feel the tension radiating from them all. Dr. Kruger strode in the spacious foyer of Steele’s estate—he was tight-lipped—and impatience emanated from him in tangible waves. He looked pointedly at Steele and said, “Where’s my Adalwolf?” “Mr. Craven is heavily sedated,” Steele told him. “For reasons, I’m sure you get. We’ve got him locked in the wine cellar. My men will escort you to him.” The physician narrowed his eyes. “Very well,” he said in a cold tone. “As long as the Adalwolf hasn’t been harmed, the exchange will be made.” “I gave you my word,” Steele said coolly. “You’ll get half of your money now,” Kruger said. “The other half after I see the Adalwolf for myself.” Steele merely nodded and took the thick envelope from Kruger’s outstretched hand. As Marcus, Corbin, and Fredrick led the physician and his men to the wine cellar, Steele cast a quick glance over his shoulder at the sound of Cole’s voice. “Where’s the rest of my shipment?” Steele turned to Cole. “Your girls just arrived. I’m sure you’ll be very pleased,” he said arrogantly. “They’re all young and innocent.” Cole’s eyes gleamed, and he gave Steele a short nod of approval. “My private jet will be ready for pickup in the next hour or so. My men will take care of transporting the girls. Until then, I’m going to need more drugs for Ms. Winthrop.” “Relax. I’ve got enough to get you through a few days.” Cole went silent for a moment. “A few days?” He shrugged. Steele raised an eyebrow. “I thought you knew.” “What the hell are you talking about?” Steele stared at Cole for a brief moment, obviously studying him with avid curiosity. “You weren’t planning on keeping Ms. Winthrop alive were you?” Cole looked puzzled and vaguely annoyed. “Why the hell would I kill Abigail? In exchange for her, I’m of short ten girls,” he said, his agitation obvious. “Are you screwing me over, Steele?” “There’s been a misunderstanding.” Steele narrowed his eyes. “I only have enough of the drug to last a few days, three tops. You’ll have to get rid of her before she turns into,” he swallowed and then took a deep breath, “that thing.” Cole shuddered at the images Steele invoked. “Have you seen it? I mean . . . her she-wolf.” Steele looked at him in surprise and then shook his head. “No. I’ve only heard stories.” “Tell me,” Cole demanded. “What have you heard?” “Ms. Winthrop’s Lupa . . . is a monstrosity,” he said bitterly. “Her kind should be wiped from the face of the earth. Have your fun, and be done with her before it’s too late. She’ll kill you the first chance she gets.” He was not surprised by Steele’s virulent words. Cole knew all too well how intensely he loathed anything other than the human species. And even then, Steele showed very little compassion and empathy for his own kind. “What the hell will kill her?” Cole queried. “Silver bullets?” Steele nodded. “I was told silver to the heart was the only way to destroy a Lupa.” “Just give me what drugs you have,” Cole said impatiently. “I’ll take care of her when it’s time.” Steele reached into his jacket to retrieve the drug that kept Abbey’s she-wolf at bay. “She’ll need an injection every twenty-four hours,” he said, checking his watch. “I wouldn’t wait too long. It’s time for another dosage.” Before Cole took the liquid vial from him, a blood-chilling howl shattered the stillness in the estate, followed by the sounds of death screams and gunfire. To be continued . . .
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