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swamped her, and she trembled violently, particularly when she heard voices raised and the sounds of more people, more werewolves. She was afraid that she was about to be raped, felt dread that she might be killed, and was terrified that she’d never see her aunt again. She was also mightily confused over who these people might be. Natasha thought she heard a voice she recognized, but she must have been mistaken. These men were nothing like his people.
    When she was flung uncaringly into the van, she tumbled over and over, coming to rest against the back wall. The doors were slammed, shutting out all light, and she cried out. Scrambling to her knees, she flung herself against the door, screaming and banging on it with all her might.
    “Noooo! Oh God. Someone please help.” But when the van lurched to life, tossing her across the vehicle again, all her fears were realized. There was no one to come to her aid.
    She was all alone.

Chapter Twelve
     
    Frowning as Natasha ran out of the room, Griff turned away from the betas and watched as she fled from him, once more.
    Damn them! It was all their fault again.
    His anger rose, and he pushed Ford away from him, clenching his fists to avoid lashing out at him. The third beta was already striding away. He, too, couldn’t stay any longer or a fight would ensue again.
    Snarling at everyone nearby, Griff started out of the room when movement to his left halted him midstride. It was a dark-haired girl, one he’d had before. He seemed to remember her name was Brenda, or Belinda, or something like that. And she was far too forward. Not the docile type of person he usually preferred. She proved she was still anything other than submissive when she trailed her claws over his arm without his permission, clearly wanting to get a reaction from him.
    Growling didn’t deter her. Instead she raised her eyes to his and deliberately stared, flirting with him. “If you’re looking for a female for the night, I can provide better entertainment than that silly human.” Her voice was silky smooth and full of salacious intent.
    No wonder she had been ousted from her pack by the alpha bitch. Griff recalled the story that, despite only being a beta, Brenda had been trying to displace the alpha’s female, but instead she had ended up in hospital herself.
    Griff grinned to himself. Bitches fought dirty, and Brenda didn’t have the cunning that the other woman had.
    Narrowing his eyes, he looked down and concentrated more fully on the woman. She was partially shifted and reasonably attractive. And for her brazenness in approaching him, he would certainly take her, but it would be rough and quick and he would precede it with some well-deserved punishment.
    Oh yes, I need to dole out some retribution to someone. Anyone!
    Brenda squealed as Griff grabbed her arm and looked around swiftly, spying an empty booth, and briskly walked her in that direction. It was one that had overhead cuffs dangling down. He quickly attached the cuffs to her wrists, stringing her up so only her paws touched the ground.
    “Hey!” Her cry stopped him from going further, so he grabbed hold of her fur. He didn’t care that she cried, “Ouch!” She had asked for this, and he wasn’t in the mood for gentleness.
    “What? Do you want this or don’t you?” He could still hear the anger in his voice. She had better not withdraw. He badly needed an outlet, although he forced himself to calm down knowing it was the betas he was angry with and not her. He needed to be controlled so he didn’t hurt her unduly. At least not more than she was asking for.
    Her face took on a sulky look, and her affirmative response was all that he needed. He resisted breathing a sigh of relief. “Good. Because I am going to thrash you for your appallingly blatant behavior.”
    His intention was to tie her up and beat her with a crop, or maybe the whip. He ignored the cries that she gave out, recalling from their previous episode that she

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