Star of the Sea

Chapter 11 ~ V

My wrist burns from the pressure Lachlan is applying to it. His grip tightens every time I whimper. No one rushes forward to help. No one would dare. My tail hits a building as we round a corner. Pain rolls through as the old wound makes itself known again. I try to keep quiet, but the pain becomes too much and I let out a sniffle. 

"Shut your mouth. You should be glad I'm not locking you up."

Lachlan's home comes into view and I feel my stomach drop. A few of his posse run ahead of us and open the doors. I'm thrown into his lounge area and I don't dare get up.

"Where were you Vikky? You were supposed to report to Preston last night. He says you never showed. Why's that? Hmm?"

He leans down close to me, claws out and pointed at my neck. I nervously gulp as they make contact with my skin.

"I-I got-t trapp-ped in the storm. W-waited till it b-blew o-ver."

His soulless eyes stare into mine for a few moments. Suddenly, his expression hardens and he claws at my chest.

"LIAR!"