The Biker Alpha Who Became My Second Chance Mate\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 167\u00a0<\/p>\n
Daxon paused at the bottom of the stairs and looked back at me with something that might have been pity if it had come from anyone else but from\u00a0<\/p>\n
him just looked like mockery.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018You still don\u2019t understand,\u201d he said softly. \u201cThis was never about you, Athena. You were just the prize that got taken away from me. This is about him thinking he could take what belonged to another Alpha and get away with it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Daxon was going nut, I could feel it. But, I didn\u2019t have a choice, I have to try to get to him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHe didn\u2019t know about our arrangement,\u201d I said quickly, grasping at anything that might make him change his mind. \u201cI never told him about the engagement or the mating ceremony or any of it. He thought I was free when he found me and when we got together.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIgnorance is no excuse,\u201d Daxon said with a shrug like my words meant nothing to him \u201cHe should have asked. He should have checked. He should have\u00a0<\/p>\n
known better than to mate with someone else\u2019s property.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The word property hit me like a slap and I felt my wolf rage inside me, wanting to shift and tear his throat out even though I knew the wolfsbane would make me too weak to fight and the chains would hold me down anyway.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018Get some rest, Athena,\u201d he called over his shoulder as he started up the stairs. \u201cTomorrow we start phase two, and you\u2019re going to help me destroy the man who thought he could take what was mine.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI won\u2019t help you,\u201d I said, but my voice was small and lost in the concrete space and I could hear how pathetic I sounded even to myself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou will,\u201d he said with absolute certainty that made my blood run cold. Because if you don\u2019t, I\u2019ll make sure he suffers for a very long time before he dies. And I\u2019ll make sure you watch every second of it while you\u2019re chained up and helpless to stop me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The light went out, plunging me back into darkness, and I heard his footsteps disappearing up the stairs and away from me until I couldn\u2019t hear anything except my own breathing and the sound of my chains when I moved.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was alone again, but now I knew exactly what I was dealing with and exactly how much danger Tristan was in and how little time I had to figure out a way to save us both before Daxon put his plan into action.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Daxon wasn\u2019t just planning to hurt me or kill me quickly and be done with it like I had hoped when I first woke up here. He was planning to use me as bait to lure Tristan into a trap, and then he was going to torture us both until we begged for death and even then he probably wouldn\u2019t stop.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And I knew he wouldn\u2019t leave Orion and his family alone either because that wasn\u2019t the kind of person he was and it wasn\u2019t how his mind worked when\u00a0<\/p>\n
he wanted revenge.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I had to find a way out of here before that happened, wolfsbane or no wolfsbane, chajns or no chains, because the alternative was too horrible to think about and I couldn\u2019t let it happen.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Because if I didn\u2019t escape and warn them what was coming, the man I loved was going to die trying to save me, and I would have to live with that knowledge for whatever time I had left before Daxon decided he was done playing games with me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The chains around my wrists were tight but not tight enough to cut off my circulation completely and I could feel that they were attached to the wall behind me with what felt like heavy bolts.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The concrete was old and crumbly in some places and I wondered if I could work one of the bolts loose if I had enough time and was willing to ignore\u00a0<\/p>\n
the pain.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
15:23 Sat, Jan 10\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 167\u00a0<\/p>\n
My wolf was weak from the wolfsbane but she was still there in the back of my mind and I could feel her anger mixing with mine and giving me strength I didn\u2019t know I had.\u00a0<\/p>\n
We had survived two years with Daxon before and we had gotten out of that situation and we could survive this too if we were smart about it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
271\u00a0<\/p>\n
The first thing I needed to do was figure out exactly where I was and how many people Daxon had working with him because he couldn\u2019t be doing all of\u00a0<\/p>\n
this alone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Someone had helped him fake his death and someone had helped him kidnap me and someone was probably watching this place while he was gone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The second thing I needed to do was find a way to get a message to Tristan or Orion without Daxon knowing about it because they needed to know\u00a0<\/p>\n
what they were walking into if they tried to rescue me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
They needed to know about the silver and the wolfsbane and the trap that was waiting for them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The third thing I needed to do was find a weapon or make one because I wasn\u2019t going to go down without a fight this time and I wasn\u2019t going to let\u00a0<\/p>\n
Daxon hurt the people I loved without making him pay for it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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