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Nothing. I guess they weren t in a sharing mood.
Come on, guys, I m going to meet him soon enough, yeah? You might as well tell me
now. I had to brace myself against the floor when the driver took a corner too fast, and
winced at the renewed pain in my ribs.
Baldy grinned. You think that hurts, you fucking perv? You got no clue what s coming
to you.
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My gut contracted with fear at the threat, but his words, heavy with hate, caught my
attention. Perv? What the hell did that mean? I d been called many less than pleasant things
in my life as a journalist, and a gay man, mostly, but perv seemed somehow incongruous in
those circumstances.
Perv? What the fuck are you taking about? I demanded, voice surprisingly steady, all
things considered.
Baldy s face twisted in obvious distaste. That s what you are, innit? What else can you
call a man who shags beasts?
Beasts? My eyes widened as realisation dawned. You re working for Doubleday, aren t
you? Not Robert, because he s all snug in a police cell right now, but Victor he s the boss.
You re part of all that Prime Order bullshit.
Face colouring with obvious rage, Baldy leaned closer to me, grabbed a handful of my
hair and viciously jerked my head back. Buzz-cut was reaching for him again, but Baldy
shrugged him off. I should rip your fucking head off with my bare hands, arsehole. You re
nothing, but a traitor to your race. He twisted his hand in my hair, until I gasped at the pain,
then he grinned maliciously at me.
Eyes watering, I forced myself to smile back at him. But you won t, will you? Because
you re not allowed. You re not the boss, you re just a low-rent bitch who does his bidding.
He let go of my hair only to back-hand my face. My head snapped sharply to the side,
and for a second it felt like my cheekbone might explode. There s only one bitch around
here, he retorted, spitting in his anger.
Even though my face ached with the effort, I continued to smile at him. So, you know
that my lover is a werewolf. Shall I tell you what you don t know? He s more man that you
will ever be. He s an Alpha he takes orders from no one, and he s certainly no one s
glorified errand boy.
With a wordless cry of indignation, Baldy grabbed me by the throat and squeezed,
blunt nails digging into my skin. I wrapped my hands around his wrist, but he would not be
dislodged, until Buzz-cut shoved him forcefully enough that Baldy landed on his arse at the
other side of the van.
Jesus Christ, man, Buzz-cut muttered, looking down at his cohort. Are you fucking
trying to get yourself killed?
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Oh, he ll die alright, I claimed, defiantly, clutching at my throat. When my wolf
comes for me and he will come he ll tear you apart for daring to lay a finger on me. I
knew it was all bluff, of course. I had no idea who they were or where I was going, how
could Luke possibly be expected to find me?
Shaking his head, Buzz-cut reached into a bag and took out a roll of gaffer tape. I knew
it was for me, but couldn t resist another dig at the man sitting across from me, virtually
foaming at the mouth. This is a hair thing, isn t it? You hate wolves because they have so
much hair and you have none. I bet if you got a pimple on your head it would look like a
giant tit.
Buzz-cut tore a strip off the roll and pinched my face in one massive hand. Have your
fun now, boy, because I can promise you won t be doing much laughing later. He spoke
quietly as he slapped the tape over my mouth, and there was a dark coldness in his eyes that
seemed to suck all the warmth out of the air. Fear sliced through me, and I put up no
resistance when he tore off more tape and used it to bind my wrists.
I ignored the snickering coming from Baldy, and rested my head back against the side
of the van. From my position on the floor, all I could see out of the windows was the dull
grey sky. After a while I closed my eyes and concentrated on Luke.
Can you hear me, love? Can you feel me? I m in a bit of a pickle and I could really use your help.
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