Freed

“Damn you all to hell.” I was swearing at the three of them as they milled leisurely about the house. Readying for bed.

I rattled the chair so hard it was nearly bouncing across the floor. As I strained against the ropes around my wrists, shoulders, waists, knees and ankles.

Vanquish had said he’d tie me up but somewhere in the back of my mind, I’d thought he was bluffing.

Why the hell did I think that.

Well, it was painfully apparent to me now, that he was not.

It had taken all three of them to hold me into it and wrap the ropes they’d stolen from the camp down the hill, around me.

“Oh, you won’t fight but you’ll sure as shit steal from them, huh?” I gritted my teeth. Letting my one free hand, turn to claws as I swiped and caught Hunter’s elbow.

He yelped and lunged back from reach. Giving me a betrayed look.

Like I’d just stomped on a puppy.

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Still, they’d managed to get me bound t