All Chapters of Promised to the Panthers: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!It was all going well until I fell right into their trap! Devrim had warned me they might try something to trick me so they could figure out if I was truly on their side or not. I had been prepared for it, but it completely slipped my mind when I was faced with the possibility of Vanya having been found and captured. Despite the things I had said and the way I acted, it was now clear to me they never trusted me. They had followed me around without me noticing it. Until I was caught. I growled when I reached the wall. Spinning around, I paced back to the other wall and then repeated it all over again. There were no windows which prevented me from knowing for how long I had been locked inside the small room. The darkness and isolation were starting to get to me. I should be happy they hadn’t used chains to restrain me. Just keep breathing, I reminded myself. Vanya, Obsidian, and Devrim should have reached Darial’s house by now. Unless they ran into trouble. .

I had never killed someone without reason. Luckily for me, I hadn’t been trained to kill like I knew most of the others had. My mind had been my own then just as it was now. I made the choices, not the humans who had created us. Even though I knew refusing his order would get me killed, there was no way I would be able to kill an innocent woman, especially one that might be related to Vanya. My eyes locked with hers for a few seconds before they dropped to the bleeding wound.I used anger as fuel. Spinning around, I dug the knife into the first man I came into contact with. It sunk into flesh, his howl of pain filling my ears as his blood soaked my hand. Pulling the knife free, I swiped out with my claws and kicked him away as I spun around to fight the next man who attacked. They tackled me. Four against one. I was thankful that Devrim and Obsidian had forced me to learn how to fight. Breathless, covered in blood and new wounds, I clutched the knife as I stared down at the p

I was worried about Ezra despite Dev and Obsidian’s constant reassurance that he was going to be okay. It’s already been a week, almost two since we left him in town. He hasn’t called once. I missed him. But I was also scared that something might have happened to him and we didn’t know about it.Shaking my head, I shook the troubling thoughts away and opened the tap.Once the bathtub was filled, I climbed in, a sigh falling from my lips as I leaned back. My eyes fluttered closed in utter bliss. It has been a while since I have been able to enjoy a bath on my own. Not that I was complaining! I enjoyed my time with them but my body needed a bit of a break from all the fucking we had been doing whenever there was a chance. Sliding a few inches lower, I blindly reached for the soap, only to realize that I hadn’t grabbed the bar from the basin. I opened my eyes as I sat up and nearly had a heart attack. “Fuck,” I breathed. “Don’t do that!”His lips twitched. “Cursing again, sweets?”“

I stared at her face on the pillow only a few inches from mine. Her hair was a tangled mess, and she had dried drool sticking to the corner of her mouth. My lips curled into a smile as she reached up to wipe her mouth with the back of her hand. Vanya turned onto her stomach a second later and threw one leg over my hip. “Stop staring at me,” she grumbled. My smile widened. “How do you know that I’m staring at you?”“I can feel it.” She moved closer until her cheek rested on my shoulder. “Let me sleep.”“I didn’t wake you up.”“Can’t sleep with you staring at me,” she muttered.I pressed my cheek to her hair and reached down to grip her thigh. Vanya sighed as she snuggled closer to my side. She hooked her leg a little higher up, making her knee brush against my cock. “Forget it! If you want to get off you can use your hand.”I laughed. Vanya moved, making my eyes flutter open. I looked down at her only to find her staring at me intently. “I like it when you laugh,” she said softly

The mattress was too low for Ezra so we made a spot for him on the couch. He was settled on his stomach with his head resting on Vanya’s lap as she ran her hand through his hair. Red had left only to return a few seconds later with a fully equipped first-aid box. He hadn’t said a word as he bandaged Ezra’s wounds and then gave him some painkillers. The state of his wounds worried me. We were fast healers, but there was no sign of them healing anytime soon. It looked bad. The wounds were deep, but even then it should have started healing. “H-hi.”I turned and frowned down at Iris. Ezra was certain she was related to Vanya, but I wasn’t. Like Vanya said, it could be one of Joy’s tricks. A way for her to worm her way into our lives again. But then again, how would Joy know where to find us? I nodded my head towards the back door and then spun around and hurried outside. She followed a little hesitantly. Obsidian slowly straightened from where he was busy arranging the wood he had b