His dark eyes glimmered from some unnamed emotion I didn’t want to guess as he bent down and lifted me up in his arms.
I didn’t fight him.
It would be useless, and what was more, I didn’t know how to fight him.
Everything in me froze on the spot, and nothing felt real.
My cheeks were numb and my brain was surrounded by a white fog that would not leave, no matter what.
Maverick said something I didn’t hear, and Silas answered him, his chest vibrating a bit and bringing a sort of twisted comfort within the fog.
Then I blinked and we were in the en suite bathroom of one of the bedrooms.
It was the same room Silas had joked about locking me up in and kidnapping me. Now that I thought about it, I realized he hadn’t been joking. I was just too naïve to sense it.
He set me on the bathroom counter, and I could only stare at him in horror.
His eyes met mine, and he brought his thumb up to his lip, biting on the hangnail there.
I could only watch as he contemplated what he was going to do to me.
Tremors racked my body and had he not sat me down, I would have fallen over. My legs wouldn’t have held me up.
Not in this condition.
Finally, he moved.
I flinched when he held his hand out to me, but he didn’t touch me.
He waited patiently, and I realized two long seconds later that he wanted me to take it.
Take the hand of a monster.
It sounded like a death sentence to me.
Slowly, I placed my much smaller hand in his mammoth-sized one.
Or, at least, it seemed abnormally big to my fuzzy mind.
Yet his skin felt warm and dry and solid.
If I was a stupid girl, I might say it felt nice.
But I wasn’t stupid, and what I was doing right now was placating them.
At first chance, I would run. As far away as I could from places like this, and from men like him and his brothers.
I would not be another captive—not for the MC, and certainly not for the Tiernan brothers.
I refused to be.
Silas slid me off the counter until I stood directly in front of him. He towered over me. What had once made me feel safe now scared me.
I had never been more aware of our size difference than I was now.
The top of my head didn’t even reach his shoulders, and he seemed to be as wide as I was tall.
He could easily crush me, and I was now at his mercy.
