CHAPTER 22
NAOMII woke up in Noah’s room, propped upright in a chair, hands tied behind my back, in nothing but my bra and panties. My clothes were torn to shreds next to me. The last thing that I remembered was their teeth sinking into my neck and pure adrenaline rushing through my veins.
“Don’t worry, Little One,” Jax said from the corner of the room. He was sitting on the bed, leaning back on his hands.
Noah rested against the wall across from him, arms crossed over his chest. He was gazing at me intently.
“We haven’t touched you.”
“Yet,” Noah said.
I gulped, heart racing faster than usual. Their woodsy scent was stronger and smelled sweeter than it normally did. I struggled against the restraints.
“Let me go,” I said breathlessly.
“No,” Noah said, stepping toward me. “We’re cla
