Screw My Childhood Sweetheart His Alpha Brother Marked Me First novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135

As we stepped out into the morning sun, a squad car pulled up to the school. Two officers piled out of the vehicles.

Thank you for coming so quickly,” Principal Andrews said. “The locker is just inside in the main hall. This is Senna Blake.”

An officer in his mid–forties stepped forward, his face a blank mask. “I’ll take her to the station. My partner can collect the evidence.”

“Sure you don’t need me to ride with?” his female partner asked.

The man scoffed. “I think I can handle a delinquent teen.”

I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from saying anything in response, instead letting him take my arm and guide me towards the squad car. He pulled the back door open and shoved me inside. Then he grabbed my backpack, wrenching it off my arms. “Wouldn’t want you to have access to any weapons.”

“Or booze,” I muttered under my breath.

The officer slammed the door and rounded the vehicle. Tossing my backpack to the passenger seat, he started the engine.

I was silent as he drove out of the school parking lot and towards town. Nausea swept through me at the thought of having to face my dad at the station. Could I really get arrested if my fingerprints weren’t on the items in question? How long did it take to get something fingerprinted?

A million different questions whirled through my mind. I was so distracted, it took me a minute to realize we’d driven past the Cloverdale police station. “Hey, I thought you were taking me to the station?” Maybe he was taking me directly home.

The officer was silent.

“Where are you taking me? I have a right to know.”

He pulled onto a dirt road that led into the woods.

Panic lit through me. I instantly linked with my bond. Something’s wrong. He’s not taking me to the station.

Where are you?Knox demanded.

Some dirt road not too far from my house. It doesn’t have a name.

My heart hammered in my chest as the officer pulled to the side of the road behind a blacked–out SUV.

He turned off the engine and climbed out, opening the back door as three large men appeared. “Get out.”

“No.” I shook my head, pressing myself against the opposite door.

The officer grabbed my ankle and pulled. “I said, get out.”

He hauled me to my feet just as one of the other men strode forward.

“I’m sorry about this,” the hulking guy said.

“What-?”

My words were cut off as something sharp jabbed my neck.

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I couldn’t finish. The world around me seemed to melt, all the colors blending together and then turning to black. Then there was nothing at all.

I came awake in waves. The first thing I became aware of was the pounding in my head. As if my heart had taken up residency there and was beating against my skull.

Ishifted positions, trying to escape the pain.

A voice I didn’t recognize cut through the silence. “She’s moving. Is she waking up?”

Someone else chuckled. “We gave her enough sedative to keep an elephant under.”

I froze, scenting the air. Nothing about the smells was familiar, and they were all human. I cracked an eye open the barest amount.

Everything came back as I took in the three figures. The incident at school, the police officer, these assholes jabbing me with a needle. I tried to glance at my surroundings without moving again. We were on some unfamiliar dirt road, heading through the forest.

I reached out to the guys with my mind, only it wouldn’t connect. When I tried, my brain felt like it would explode. I winced.

“She’s fucking awake,” the guy next to me barked, giving me a shake.

I scrambled back, pushing myself against the door. “Don’t touch me.”

“Get me another injection,” he said to one of the others in the front.

Hell no. They weren’t drugging me again.

“We don’t have anything else,” the guy from the front passenger seat said. He turned towards me. “Don’t panic. I know you’re scared, but we’re getting you help. Your father sent us.”

“What?” I croaked. None of this made sense.

“We’re going to get you the help you need.”

“Help for what?”

Two of the guys shared a look, but the one in the front tried to give me a reassuring smile. “Cults are a real thing. Deprogramming can be painful, but it’ll be worth it. I promise.”

The guy next to me snickered. “The solitary confinement for a few weeks should help.”

My breaths started coming faster as the panic set in.

The guy in the front cursed. “Don’t say that shit.”

“What? It’s true. What do we care? She can’t do anything now.” He held up a Taser and pointed at me. “You even think of moving and you’ll regret it.”

They were trying to take me to some fucked up center, away from my pack, my guys, my home. The fury inside me lit like a match, and I could feel the energy crackle over my fingers.

“Let. Me. Go,” I growled.

He laughed. “Sorry, little girl, you don’t scare me.”

But I should’ve. I punched out with my hand and connected with his chest. The asshole started to convulse before he passed out altogether,

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