They didn’t drive far, just far enough that the town lights disappeared and the pines swallowed everything.
Headlights off, Marcus cut the engine on a dirt track deep in the forest. The moon was a thin blade overhead; the air smelled of sap and cold earth.
Dax yanked the back door of the truck open and dragged Seraphina out by her hair. She was naked except for the leather collar Marcus had buckled around her throat an hour earlier and the steel cuffs locking her wrists behind her back. Her n*****s were rock-hard from the night air and pure adrenaline.
Marcus stepped out, slung a heavy duffel over his shoulder, and pointed into the trees.
“Walk.”
They marched her barefoot along a narrow path until the ground turned soft with pine needles and moss. Twenty minutes in, they reached a sma
