I have no words. Instead of trying to find them, I step to Bradan, snatch the knife out of his hand, and throw it across the barn.
"Is this where you've gone every night after you think I'm sleeping?" I can't keep the venom out of my voice as I turn away from him and toward Rebecca. She's staring at me, blood all over her, looking severely confused. My eyes roam over the ropes that come down from the ceiling with metal cuffs at the end with her wrists in them, blood, new and dried around where the metal touches her skin.
Shaking my head in disgust, I reach up and flip the locks open, releasing both her hands. Rebecca drops from the restraints to the floor.
"Clara, what the hell are you doing?" Timber says, stepping up just behind Bradan.
I spin on him and damn near growl. "I'
