22 Wanted

Scarlett.

I held on to Lucian until he laid me on his bed in their apartment. Clay walked in wearing shorts while Lucian opened his dresser and took out a pair of shorts to wear. I sat up, but my back hurt a bit. I guess the whip injured me. I was still shaken by the event, and now that I knew I was safe, I began to cry. Clay held me.

"It's okay, Scarlett; you are safe now," he held me.

"The cook told them I was a Vladislav to save her skin. They wanted to take me away. Saying I was worth a lot in the slave market," I wept, and Lucian began to boil. I felt all their anger at once, which upset me, worsening my initial state of mind.

Lucian started to growl angrily.

"We need to move warriors to Redcape," Maxwell said, and I noticed Clay's eyes glaze over. He was linking someone. He was angry, and I figured it had to do with the bitch cook that felt her life and her daughter's life were more important than mine.

Lucian sat beside me in his bed and took me from Clay.

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