#Chapter 9 The Killing

Patara “Alright now?” He asked as I pulled away from him. His smirk didn’t lower from his face in the slightest. I wiped my sleeve across my face to get the feeling of his tongue off me. “Don’t be afraid. They’ll pay for that soon.” My brows furrowed at his words. I hadn’t yet told him what happened, but he knew. Did he see the men violate me and did nothing? “Why do you say that?” I asked quietly. Before he could answer, I heard the sound of boots crunching against the grass. I quickly turned and moved behind Dylan as a familiar man came out of the trees. The man that forced me in the back of his van, but now he had two different men with him. My body started to shake violently as he moved closer. His eyes looked me up and down with a slight glare in his gaze as if he wanted to strangle me. Dylan moved a little more in front of me to cut off his gaze. What was he doing here? I glanced up at Dylan but he didn’t look surprised in the least. Every inch of me turned ice