she didn’t leave when the five minutes were up, he would drag her out by her long blonde hair. The first time Sari was allowed to visit Gypsy, she made the mistake of protesting her sister’s treatment. Perez made her watch as his men punished Gypsy for Sari’s disobedience. He told Sari that he kept Gypsy around as a gift to her, but if Sari made the mistake of saying another word in Gypsy’s defense, he would have Gypsy killed. Sari had paled and quickly ducked her head in deference to him and promised to behave. If he were free, Trace would have slit Perez’s throat right then and there.
Trace frowned as a thought tickled the back of his mind. God his head hurt. One of the bastards had hit him with something on the back of his head while the others were taking him off the table to return him to his cell. Squeezing his eyes shut and fighting to block the pain out, Trace tried to remember what he knew was important. Feeling the bite of the chains that he still clasped in his hands, he slowly released them allowing himself to fall to the floor. The chains were now just long enough that he could sit down and rest. Leaning his aching head back against the wall, he once again closed his eyes and tried to remember. Fear...terror. There was a presence in his mind. Jade. Somehow Jade had connected with him when he was being taken to the table to be tortured. She had been with him right up until he had shoved her out, refusing to let her be a part of the hell he was about to experience. He had no idea where he came up with the strength to push her away. Trace tried numerous times to connect with Angel after he was unable to escape in the first month. But he was so weak and kept in constant pain. No matter how much he tried, he couldn’t find Angel. How the hell had Jade connected with him though? Last he knew, her telepathic ability was almost nonexistent.
Bringing Jade’s face up in his mind, he slowly tried to reach out to her. After a few minutes of excruciating pain pounding through his temples, he finally gave up. After working so hard to block her out, it was frustrating as hell that he couldn’t reach her now.
“What are you doing?” Gypsy asked softly. Opening his eyes, he cautiously moved his head to glance her way. “I was trying to connect with Jade,” he admitted grimly. “I wasn’t able to.”
“Get some sleep,” Gypsy ordered softly. “You need to rest. There is no way you are going anywhere in the shape you’re in. I will wake you if they come back.”
Sighing, Trace gave in. Gypsy was right. He was of no use to anyone right now. Closing his eyes he allowed himself to slip into a deep sleep. He would try again to connect with his mate when he awoke. His last thought as he slowly lost consciousness was about his mother and sister. He wasn’t around to move them like he normally did. He prayed they weren’t found before he could get to them.
Chapter 5
J ade sprang to her feet at the sound of the vehicle pulling up in front of the house. Running through the back porch and out the door with Flame on her heels, she froze when she saw Angel and the rest of her team pull up in the black SUV. A tear escaped before she could stop it. It was 5 p.m. and Jinx wasn’t there yet, but Angel was. She had come home.
Holding her head high, hands on her hips, Jade waited for Angel to come to her. She was done hiding. What they saw was what they got. Fuck the Omega routine.
Angel stopped about five feet away and took in the sight of Jade and Flame in full mercenary gear. Not batting an eye, she ordered, “Talk to me.”
“Trace is in trouble,” Jade informed her, a small catch in her throat. Clearing her throat, she straightened her spine and continued, “He is wrapped tightly in thick chains and can’t escape.” Clenching her jaw, she took a deep breath and made herself continue. “He is being