Page 170 of The Betrayal

“When I was walking to the toilet, I took the wrong door, when I pushed through it, there was a clinically clean white room with a bed, and it took me a moment to realize that there was somebody in that bed.” For just a moment, my eyes catch Dex’s as they bounce between mine, “Arizona was in the bed.”

I see the shock that masks Dex’s face, his eyes widening as the seconds pass, and silence consumes us for a second. His brows furrow, and I don’t miss the way he looks at me as if I’m telling him a lie.

“Are you sure?” Dex’s hands are on the side of my face as he tilts me up to look at him. My silent tears roll down the side of my face and his hands.

“I swear,” I swallowed down the bile that is threatening my throat, as I try to push the lump that has formed itself there back down. “It was Arizona laying in the bed, but she didn’t seem herself. She had bruises and blood, and she looked as if she had been drugged. She was in and out of sleep, and I promised her that I would get a message to Keaton. I have no idea how long she’s been in there for. I don’t even know whether they know that she’s missing. I mean,” I laugh, but I think it’s more of fear than hysteria. “Of course, they know she’s missing right? Especially Keaton, But I don’t understand how they’ve not found her yet...” my chest heaves, “they do know right?”

Dex pulls me close, my head resting on his chest, and I hear the sound of his erratic heartbeat racing under his skin.

“I offered to get her out, and she told me all I had to do was loosen her restraints,” I suck in a breath, “he has her tied to a bed, legs and wrists bound to a metal bed frame. She couldn’t move even if she wanted to.” Tears flood my eyes, my mind flashes back to the memory of Arizona, laying on that bed.

“All she asked me was for us to get a message to Keaton, and for me to slip something into her hand, so when Wolfe goes into her room, she can attack him.” I whisper the words out, because saying them out loud feels too harsh. It makes it all real.

“What did you give her?” He asked, concern lacing his voice as he presses his lips to the top of my head.

“I could only find a scalpel...” I pause and swallow the acid that burns my windpipe. “I don’t even want to think what it was doing in there, but I’m scared Dex. I’m worried for her. We need to get her out of there. Please, please can you text Keaton and tell them where she is. And if for whatever reason they don’t come, then we need to bust her out.”

Dex is already slipping his phone out of his back pocket, opening his messages and typing a text. Of course they would come, especially Keaton I mean the whole crowd would come for Arizona, I’m just hoping it’s a ‘we couldn’t find her’ more than ‘I didn’t want to find her’ situation. I know how these men can make deals for selfish reasons, and I just hope that Arizona was not at the center of one of them deals.

“The message has been sent,” Dex slips his phone back into his pocket and wraps his arms around me, enveloping me. “We will stay in Vegas just in case anyone needs our help, and if for whatever reason they don’t come, we will get her out of there.”

I look up at him, my eyes glisten with unsheathed tears, and I feel helpless in that moment. “You promise me?”

“I promise you.” And I know that Dex Rutherford never breaks a promise.

CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX

ARIZONA

I have no idea how long it has been since Sage walked out of the room, but Wolfe hasn’t been near or by and that makes me panic even more. What if he found out? What if he saw on the cameras that Sage was here, and she helped me loosen the restraints that were tight around my wrists and ankles. What if he noticed her slip me the scalpel from the bottom drawer, and then watched me slip the scalpel up the sleeve of my gown.

Fear prickles at the base of my head, travelling down my neck, causing goosebumps to explode over my sensitized skin. I let my head fall back for just a moment, my eyes closing as a single tear runs out and down my cheek. It dissolves into the pillow beneath my head, just like all the others have before. A small smile slips across my lips, when I feel the most subtle kick from twin A, still trying to reassure me that they are still here, and I’m not alone. I will do anything for these babies, and I will not let Wolfe anywhere near them. He can try and I mean he will give it a good try, but that’s as far as he will get.

WOLFE

Slipping the paperwork that Dex signed, making this club now his, in the drawer of my desk I close it and lock it behind me. Standing, I push a button through my suit jacket and make my way to my favorite girl’s room. Okay maybe not favorite girl but she’s my favorite at the moment.

Walking the narrow corridors, my heart races with excitement when I know that I’m going to be with her in a matter of minutes. I have no idea why Keaton and Titus, or even Xavier, haven’t managed to find her yet. If they would’ve looked at my tracks and noticed the breadcrumbs, they would’ve at least found a clue by now, but they’re probably too busy sitting by their computers trying to track me that way because of course, that’s the only way they know how.

They’ve got their little computer whizz who thinks that’s how he will find me.

Silly, silly, boys.

I go to unlock the door and find that it is already unlocked. I must have been so distracted earlier I forgot to lock it when I left. I pinch my brows and push the handle down. I stand a little taller as I walk into the room and find her awake and waiting for me. Broken and bruised. Just how I like her.

“Hello, little Vixen. Have you missed me?”

She says nothing, just glares at me with an absent look on her face. I stalk over to her, the whole time my eyes are pinned to hers. And only when I get close to her, do her eyes move to focus on me.

“So, I have decided that today is the day that I cut those bastards out of you. It seems that nobody is coming to save you and honestly, I’m over the thought of having heirs.”

Her body stiffens, and I see the way her body pulls against the restraints.

“No point fighting me little monster, the babies are coming out of you whether you like it or not.” I run my finger across her cheek, and she turns her head away from me, as if completely disgusted by my touch. It only turns me on more when she fights me.

I kneel on the bed, cock hard and I’m ready for my release, and only when I have filled her, I’ll cut them fucking kids out of her and honestly, I don’t even care if she bleeds out.

I’m bored.