Bullied By My Alpha Stepbrother novel Chapter 72

Chapter 70: Avalyn's POV

"We can't stay here Ava. We can't fucking stay here!" Emily hissed for the umpteenth time.

She moved to the small window beside the bed and tested the strength of the bars.

"If I can break this, I can jump down and get help—"

I let out a loud sigh that interrupted her suicidal ideas. "Emily you will die. Have you seen how far up we are?" I asked her from my corner of the bed.

She shook her head and looked out again. "Listen, you don't fucking understand Ava! Desmond is a monster. He is going to kill us and the goddess knows I will break all the bones in my body first before I let him touch you or the baby in your womb!"

I looked down at my belly and rubbed it. "I don't know Emily... I don't feel pregnant... What if it's a lie?"

She turned to look at me from the window. Her shoulders slumped and she came to sit with me. "You look pale Ava. You threw up three times ever since you woke up. Your pulse is faster, I think they are right," she whispered.

Tears danced in my eyes. I didn't want to be pregnant in this place. I didn't want to lose my baby again.

Emily pulled me into her and patted my back. "I won't let anything happen to you. I promise," she whispered.

We were still in that position when the door suddenly burst open.

Emily jumped to her feet and stood in front of me in a defensive stance.

The guard gave her a long look before scoffing. His hands were behind him. He brought one forward and threw a long black dress toward me.

Emily caught it swiftly and threw it back at the man's feet.

"What the fuck is this?" She hissed like a snake.

The man's eyes turned dark and he bent over to pick up the dress again. "He mentioned you were quite a handful," he muttered.

The hair at the back of my neck stood as fear crawled at me. This one wasn't like the other guards, he was a killer and he wouldn't hesitate to do it.

"What do you fucking want from us?" Emily growled like a wounded Lioness.

An evil line grew on his face as he threw the dress in my direction. Emily caught it again but this time before she could throw it back at the man, I took it from her.

His head cocked to the side and he fixed his eyes on me.

"I don't want anything from you. We only want Avalyn. The boss wants to have dinner with her in ten minutes. Wear that dress and meet me outside. If in ten minutes you are not done, I will come back here and kill the princess," he finished and my blood turned cold.

"You must be fucking dreaming! She is not going anywhere with you!" Emily yelled.

The man pulled up his second hand and there was a gun in it. "Maybe I should kill you now and tell the boss it was a mistake," he said and before I knew what was happening, he fired a shot at Emily.

"Emily!" I yelled as Emily fell to the ground.

My heart started ramming into my chest. My head started spinning and I feared I was going to pass out.

"Fuck!" She cried out and I looked down at her to see that the shut was to her leg and not her head.

"You missed you fucking idiot!" She winced.

The man chuckled and returned the gun to his back. "That was a warning." Then he looked at me, "you are down five minutes. I'll be outside," he said and stepped out of the room.

My hands were trembling and my vision was blurred by my tears but I moved to the dress and started putting it on.

"Do not listen to him, he is bluffing," Emily winced on the ground as she tried to pull out the bullet.

"I am not going to let them kiss you, Emily..." I whimpered. "Monty will come here with Talon and they will save us both, alive! Please, let me do this," I said as I struggled out of my clothes and wore the dress.

"Aah!" Emily screamed as she yanked the bullet out of her leg. Her hands were bloodied as she looked at it. "Fuckers smeared it with silver. It will take some time before I heal..." she explained to me.

I shook my head because all I got from her explanation was that she could die if that man returned to shoot her again.

Like a curse, the door flew open and the man cocked his gun again.

"I am ready! I am ready!" I yelled running toward the door. "Please don't shoot her," I pleaded.

He looked at me and smiled. "Good. You are learning. Let's go," he said.

"If any of you fucking touches get I am going to—" Emily's voice got drowned as the man shut the door. He sealed it with at least seven locks before he pulled my hand and led me through a rickety wooden stair.

When we stepped out into the night air, the burning torches in the distance caught my eyes.

Unlike within the building, there was no electricity outside. There were burning torches lining the path. If I wasn't kidnapped, I would have thought the scenery was beautiful.

We were in the middle of a cleared portion of the forest and from the cold breeze blowing against my skin, I could tell there was a river nearby.