Chapter 9. Show Her, Boys

Elisabeth’s POV

Those words felt wrong in my mouth, but I didn’t get time to dwell on them before I was yanked back out. Again, he held me by my tied wrists and paraded me through the village. At least I’m not hanging over his shoulder with my ass in the air.

Bo, not McBraid—Bo—walked me in front of him, and we stopped by a large open field where men were fighting, training, and sweating in tiny shorts. We stopped, and I stared—at sun-kissed skin, bulging muscles, and loud grunting. I didn’t get to watch long before they all turned their attention toward us, and I just wanted to sink down into the dirt.

I tried taking a couple of steps back, but I ended up walking into Bo. His massive figure felt like a warm wall behind me, and the crowd of bare-chested men stalked toward us. It really felt like all eyes were on me, and for once, I didn’t like it. I was trapped like an animal, and the vibrating rumble in Bo’s chest that spread down my spine didn’t