Shackled (The Lord Series) by Carlos
257. Mose - Rage I

Adrenaline pulses through my veins, fuelling me.

My demon, a Paymon, the lowest rank a demon can have, might not be strong, but he is patient like a panther, taking his time to learn the habits of the enemy so he can strike at the right moment. Through my eyes, he watches those around me, ready to take over at any moment.

Ever since I was brought to this place, doctors have been probing me, injecting me with stuff, and checking my vitals before they performed a series of tests on me while barely allowing me sleep for a few hours. When I was left alone, whatever was put in my system kept me awake, my muscles twitching and aching, a dull pain slowly spreading throughout my body.

The last thing they did was inject me with something that made my demon feral and filled me with rage like I had never felt before, wanting nothing more than to kill anyone who dared to stand in front of me. Doctors, guards, innocent bystanders—not that there were any around no one was safe around me. By the time they realized it, I had broken free from my restraints and killed one of the nurses who was injecting me with yet another unknown drug with God knows what side effects. So I grabbed the syringe and drove the needle right into her neck before the guards could stop me. She dropped dead in a few moments.

After I was overpowered-I didn't put up much of a fight as I was sick of seeing the same white walls I was taken to a steel cage enclosed fighting ring, where cage matches are fought and locked inside it. After hours of pacing inside it, growling like a wild animal, and trying to pull the metal bars apart, men entered the room and surrounded the cage. The tattoos on their faces let me know they were experiments.

My enemy is their enemy, but the anger in their eyes told me what I needed to know. As long as someone suffered, they didn't care who they got to kill.

Fuck it.

They were not the only ones angry.

I had been forced to hurt Rueben, forced to watch friends getting killed before I was hit in the head so hard my eyes popped out, thrown in a car along with Alma, and that's the last thing I remember before I passed out, probably because of a concussion. When I woke up, my eyes were back in their sockets, and there was no trace of a concussion. Or of Alma. I might not like her in my house since all she does is fight with Rueben, but other than that, I value my friendship with her. Plus, we have a business together. If anything happens to her, I'll scorch earth. Poor Jimmy. He'll kill me when I return to work.

The men sized me up, probably thinking I was an easy target. I might not be as big as Jasper, but I'm 5'9 of pure feral rage.

One of them pulled out a key.

My demon snarled in delight, and I got ready for the fight that was to come. My heart beat faster and my ears strained, listening, eyes fixed on the cage's door. Back at the farm, I had my guard down, my head filled with thoughts of Olivia and how I should make it up to her for spanking her without explaining the rules to her first, and the Senator's men took me by surprise. But I wasn't about to let another motherfucker do the same.

Finally, the door opened, and one of the men walked in. My eyes never left him as he stood several feet away from me. I waited patiently for him to make the first move. And waited. And waited. Until he got tired of me staring at him. Which didn't take that long-minutes. Or at least that's what it seemed to me. It could have been more, but since this place has no windows, there's no way to know for sure.

He made the first move, and I pounced on him just like a feline does with the prey. Beating him, while not easy, felt good. It made my demon eager for more. Fuck. I wanted to beat my way out of here, return to my woman, and claim her in front of everyone, bonding her to me for eternity.

Another experiment entered. When I was done with him, another followed. The drugs I was given made me not only stronger but faster. It's something the Lords could use against the Dukes, but not if the side effects are more than we bargained for.

When the fourth experiment entered, I didn't wait.

Time was ticking and not in my favor.

Olivia was in danger, and while I was in here, there was nothing I could do to keep her safe. So I kept throwing fist after fist until my movements became sluggish. Whatever I was injected with was wearing off. Any mistake on my part could have led to disaster, but I wasn't about to let anyone get between Olivia and me.

After I had my cock down her throat, getting the best blowjob of my entire life, there was no way in hell other Lords would have her. I'll put a ring on her finger. Not for her ability to suck me dry but because I like her. It's more than that. I don't know how to describe what I feel for her except that I want her for eternity. There's something about her that has my demon purring like a fucking cat around her while I want to know everything about her. No other woman had that effect on him or me. I want her not because I think God created her for my demon and me but because I'm selfish, wanting her only for myself. Other men might have fucked her before, but that ended the night we tracked her in the forest. The moment she set foot on the farm, she became my woman, even if it took me a while to realize it. Sure, I have to share her with my blood-brothers, and while jealousy is not something I'm worried about since we are a team, there will be moments when I'll want to spend one-on-one time with her, not wanting other men around her during those moments, blood-brother or not. That's something I'm looking forward to.