Blurred Expectations by Carrie Ann Ryan Read Free Book Online

asked again, knowing she would probably be kicked again for her attitude. But she would not give up. She would wait for Reed and Josh. Or find a way to get out on her own.
    “You think you’re so cute? Well, if you’re not going to answer me, I guess I'll have to beat it out of you.”
    He punched her in the face, and she felt her cheekbone crack. Tears slid down her cheeks as she tried to fight him off, but he kicked again, harder.
    “I saw you with Josh and that wolf. You’re a whore, living with two men, spreading your legs because you can. It's probably because of whatever the fuck you are. Do all of you just spread your legs for anyone with a cock? Maybe you’ll spread your legs for me.”
    Terror and revulsion warred within her as she reached deep within to her magic. She didn’t have much, not with the lack of earth around, but she had enough to get him off her. It had to be enough. She pushed with her magic and arms, kicking out as she did so. She got him in the stomach, and he flew back into the other wall.
    “Bitch!”
    Woozy and bleeding, she stood up on shaky legs and made it to the door he’d stupidly left open. A hand gripped her hair and flung her back. Hannah hit the ground, hard, her wrist fracturing to break her fall. She bit out a sob and cradled it closer to her. Being a Healer, she could only Heal others, not herself. Her cheek and wrist would have to heal on their own when she made it out of here. If she made it out of here.
    No, she had to think positively. She could get out, and if not, Reed and Josh would be there. They wouldn’t let her stay here, even though she’d left them in the living room for time alone. Another sob racked her body at the thought of never seeing them again, never telling them she loved them and that, no matter what, she’d stand by them.
    Purpose gripped her. She’d get out of here. She had to because she needed to see her men. They needed her as much as she needed them. Hannah would make it happen. She would.
    She stood again, and the man came at her, fists raised. She hit him with her unbroken hand, and he slapped her again on her broken cheek. This time, the pain didn’t hurt as much. That didn’t bode well for the rest of her.
    “You’re a fighter. I like that,” he growled then took her by the neck again. She struggled, but it was no use. He threw her into the cage and locked it behind her. “I’m not going to rape you. Don’t worry. I don’t want to catch anything from you and your whorish ways.”
    She didn’t comment that she was a witch and didn’t have those diseases. Or the fact that she wasn’t a whore. Whatever she could use to keep her body safe from him she’d take.
    “What are you?” he asked again, and she gave in. She hurt too much to fight.
    “I’m a witch.” No need to tell him she was a rare earth witch who was the Healer of the Redwood Pack. She needed to keep some things close to herself, even if it did no good.
    His eyes widened fractionally. She could tell she’d surprised him, though how he didn’t make the connection when she’d pushed him off her with magic was beyond her. Maybe he wasn’t as smart as he thought. That could be good for her.
    “A witch? Good to know. But if you use any magic on me, I’ll kill you then your precious mates. I’ll make it hurt, too.”
    “Why are you doing this?”
    “Because you’re all abominations that we should have killed when the team first found out about you!”
    She slid back farther into the cage, trying to get as much distance between them as possible. “So, you’re military?”
    He nodded, a scowl on his face. “You’re pretty smart, for a dead girl.”
    Hannah gulped but tried not to move at that statement. She just had to keep him talking, and maybe that would be enough time for Josh and Reed to get here. The bars were too strong for her to break, and she had a feeling they’d been made for a wolf, something way stronger than her.
    “How did you get into the