Chapter 30
As Roxy came to, she was thankful to see she still wore her clothes, but she wasn’t thrilled to be tied to a large, wooden stake. She also wasn’t happy to see Donovan kneeling in front of her, chains around his neck and wrists. His eyes were bloodshot, like he hadn’t slept in days, and she worried about what they’d done to him.
“Well, the prodigal daughter has finally returned. Welcome home, Roxy.” Merrick stepped in front of her, sneering with thinly veiled contempt.
Two could play that game. “All these years, I had no idea what an evil prick you were. And, here I thought I was just experiencing teenage angst when I wished you dead. Thanks for clearing it up for me. You really were just an asshole.”
He let her talk, but once he seemed to be irritated by her words, he stuffe
