Sinful Mates 1-3
chapter 113 Eleven

Evelyn's POV

Waking up, I feel fingers run down my spine, making me shiver and my eyes fly open. Sittingup, I replace I am in a room and the person touching me was Thaddeus. He watches me as I lookaround at the unfamiliar surroundings. The room I am in is huge and has arched windows lookingout into the darkness. Shaking my head, I try to remember the last thing that happened. All Iremember is Meranda getting shot and the sensation of moving fast. I feel a draft brush across myskin from the open window, making me look down to see I only have my jeans and a bra on.

“Where is my shirt?” I ask, my voice trembling as confusion sets in.

“You threw up at the apartment,” Thaddeus tells me, and I vaguely remember. I tug thesurrounding blanket, covering myself from his watchful eyes.

“How did you get the burn on your back?” he asks, looking at my exposed shoulder. I oftenforgot it was there, and looking down I could just make out the charred edges of flesh that wrappedover my shoulder to the back of my neck.

“Where am 1?” I ask, ignoring his question. Thaddeus doesn't answer, and the door suddenlyopens, Ryland and Orion walking in.

“Sleeping beauty awakes,” Ryland mocks. I roll my eyes at him before tugging the blanket overmy shoulder, covering myself completely. Their eyes watching every move I make.

Orion sits on the end of the bed, kicking his shoes off and laying down. Getting up, I scoot tothe edge of the bed, looking around. I can see a bathroom through the door near the windows.Another door that Ryland and Orion walked in from, so I guess that leads to the rest of the place.Antique looking wardrobes along one wall and a huge four-poster bed that could easily fit five orsix people in it.

“Can I borrow a shirt please” I ask, looking to them. Ryland pulls his off, handing it to me. Iscrunch my nose up before taking it from him

“Now you will have my scent all over you,” he states before leaning against Thaddeus. My eyestrail down his bare chest. His has abs look like they were sculptured by an artist, his tan skin glowingunder the lights. Turning my gaze away when I realise I was gawking, I pull the shirt over my headbefore removing the sheet I wrapped myself in. It was very warm here. Even the draft didn't havethe frosty bite I was so used to, making me wonder where we were.

Getting up, I walk to the window and look out; it was dark, but the moon was full and the sky soclear I could actually see stars instead of smog. Looking out all I see is trees and hills and more hillsand nothing, just darkness. I feel my heart rate pick up. I knew instantly we had to be hundreds ofkilometres from home. Turning around, I look at them. All three of them watching me and I breakout in a cold sweat fear consuming me. My mind's going to a crime show I watched once thenarrator said never let your killers take you to a second destination because that means they aregoing to kill you. Well, technically this was the third destination, but that didn’t make me any lessuneasy.

“Where are we?” I ask, looking back out the window.

“At our home,” Thaddeus answers.

“And where is that?" I ask.

“Where you don't need to know, but I can tell you it's in the middle of nowhere,” Thaddeusanswers vaguely.

“Why won't you tell me?” I ask.

“Because you don't need to know. We won't be leaving, at least not until the heat dies down,”Ryland tells me.

“Heat?”

“Yes. Because of you hunters found us and tracked us with your little runaway attempt, andfrankly I am tired of running so we will remain here.”

“The people with the guns, they were hunters?” I ask.

“Precisely, and because of you Thaddeus had to kill them and god knows how many otherpeople caught in the crossfire,” Ryland says.

“I never asked you to follow me, and I sure hell didn’t ask you to kill anyone,” I snap back athim. Ryland’s eyes go dark, and he growls a deep throaty growl that makes goosebumps spreadover my body.

“Watch your tone, little one. I would hate to see it get you in trouble,” Thaddeus warns. Orionglares at him and I wonder what sort of trouble he meant from the look Orion gave him.

“Whatever,” I tell him, turning away and walking to the window and sitting on the ledge. Icouldn't imagine being in any more trouble than I am in. Orion gets up and walks over, brushing myhair over my shoulder. “Don’t touch me,” I tell him before swatting his hand away. Getting up, I walkout of the room, Thaddeus voice calling out to me.

“Where are you going?”

“Away from you,” I call back before walking down the hall. I come to some landing, lookingover the side I can see another floor below. The house seems to be some sort of log home. Exposedbeams run across the roof, which I notice is an A frame house by its high pointed ceiling. Skylightsrun down the sides of the roof. Running my hand along the wooden bannister, it felt smooth, and Ifollow it downstairs, which has an onyx stone floor. They look glittery under the lights that hangrandomly from the beams. It was a pleasant house and had a modern country feel to it. Once on thebottom floor, I see a fireplace that I could easily fit inside of. I wouldn't be surprised if all four of uscould stand in it, it seemed to take up most of the wall. Turning underneath the stairs is anotherdoor. I walk through it and replace a kitchen with stainless steel appliances and marble bench tops andmatching splash back. There is also a huge island bench set it the middle with stools along one side.Walking out of the kitchen through yet another door, I replace a laundry and another door with awindow beside it. Peering out the window, I see outside. I twist the handle intending to open thedoor when a hand falls on my shoulder tugging me backwards.

“You aren't leaving, Evelyn,” Ryland says, yanking me against him. His chest pressing into myback and I feel the heat radiating off his body and seeping into me. I can feel his chest move witheach breath he takes, his nose running from my ear and down my neck and shoulder making meshiver. Everywhere he touches delightful sparks move over my skin, my body reacting to his touchas his arms wrap around my waist and I feel his hand travel up my side before squeezing my breast.My body reacts to him, and I don't like it. How is it he could have this effect over me?

I force myself away from him only for him to pull me back against him. Turning around Iintended to shove him except the look on his face made me gasp. His eyes were pitch black orbs.The eyes of demon staring back at me, and I gulp. Spinning around, I grip the door handle throwingthe door open and it crashed into the wall with a loud bang and I dart out it. Adrenaline making merun faster as my heart pounds painfully against my chest. I thought I heard chuckling on my way outwhen I am around hundred metres away from the house in some paddock. My hair stands on endand a shiver runs up my spine, my breathing becomes short and fast and I could hear my heartpounding in my ears. I couldn't see anything in the long grass, but I could feel eyes on me,observing me. Hearing a noise behind me, I spin on my heel, trying to catch a glimpse of it only tospin the other way when I hear the noise behind me again.

My entire body goes tense as I hear growling, and my stomach drops somewhere deep insideme and I can feel the blood draining from my face. My skin felt ice cold, and I was becomingparalysed by fear. “Ryland,” I whisper into the darkness and I hear the rustling of grass beforehearing movement behind me again, just as I turn, I see something lunge at me knocking me over ascream leaving my lips as I am knocked to the ground. My eyes opening to see white gleamingteeth of a beast above me. It was huge as it snapped its jaw near my face, its huge paws on eitherside of my head.