Kylo hiked me over his shoulder and walked with me down the hallway, passing Scarlett’s cell. Inside, her remains were scattered on the floor atop a river of her blood, her foul scent dissipating slowly. My stomach turned, knots forming, and my hormonal ass had the urge to cry out for her.
She had been the one to get under my skin with Roman, but she’d tried to save me from Kylo.
“Let me go!” I shouted at Kylo, kicking and punching and kneeing him in any way possible, but his grip on me tightened so hard until I couldn’t move, not even wiggle around in the slightest. “Let me go, Kylo, now!”
“You’re running away from me,” he said, body tense. “No.”
“If you don’t let me go, then I can’t trust you.”
But I didn’t trust him anyway, and he already knew that. I had run away from him after Sc
