Chapter 43

I panted and my gaze went from man to man. Master Bane turned his head to watch my discomfort and his grin widened. I felt like prey again.

Now they were all staring at me with those predatory faces on. This was a game and one I was sure to lose. It seemed wrong to choose one over the other. Instinctively, I knew it would get me into trouble.

“You are the perfect team. I don’t know who is better,” I stammered and they started to close in on me.

“We said choose, Ciara,” Master Kein whispered in my ear, “or we put you at the posts for your disobedience.”

My eyes darted around and I found their feral smiles and narrowing eyes. Even Christof seemed to be enjoying the current fun. I hated the posts and I knew who would be the one dragging me up to them when the time came.

“Master Damien,” I barked out.

He was the one who doled out the punishment for the family. If I had to choose, I’d choose the one that was going to be my punisher. Perhaps he would be