Greyson - Part 3: An Alpha Billionaire Shifter Romance (The Silver Moon Pack) Read Free Page B

in, nuzzling her as she did her best to get as far away from him as possible, trying to choke back and swallow down the sob that wanted to escape. But she couldn’t get far enough away from him, not even when he ran his tongue over her skin to catch her tears, his stubble rough against her cheek…his gold eyes and dark hair too reminiscent of Greyson’s.
    “Don’t worry, princess. I promise to take good care of you. And by the time I have to hand you over to the highest bidder, I have no doubt you won’t remember anyone’s touch but mine.” When he trailed his tongue down her neck and bit her, she could barely hold back her scream. “A Laighir …I couldn’t fucking believe it when I heard. You’re so fucking rare, I just knew you’d fetch a pretty penny. You’re already close to half a million dollars, and the bidding only started an hour ago.”
    “You can’t just sell me, you sick fucker.” Panic set in, knowing that if she was simply handed over to the highest bidder, she could end up anywhere, and Greyson would never find her. A fresh wave of tears spilled down her cheeks even as Flint gave her a smug smile, clearly happy that he’d gotten a rise out of her.
    “You seem like a smart enough woman. So then how is it that you still haven’t wrapped your head around the fact that I can do whatever I want to you? Maybe I’ve been too gentle…maybe I haven’t been convincing enough. Maybe what you need is a firm hand and a hard cock. Because most people would know to behave themselves by now, instead of mouthing off to me. But you, my dear, are different. You somehow think that you’re going to be spared, that someone will swoop in to save you before I have the chance to fuck you every way possible.” He sat up and pulled his t-shirt off, tossing it aside as she was confronted with just how muscular he was—broad shoulders, rock-hard abs, massive biceps…all of them covered in tribal tats. And then there was that infuriatingly smug smile that continued to terrorize her as he doled out his abuse and punishment. “Now it’s time for the real fun to begin. Because I have questions I want answers to. Information is valuable…and I want to know about Greyson.”
    Without her gift, she didn’t stand a chance against him physically, but if he thought she’d betray Greyson in any way, he could guess again—though what was there to tell, really? “You can fuck off. I don’t care what the fuck you do to me—I’m not telling you a fucking thing.” And once she did get her hands free, she’d fucking fry his sorry ass.
    “Feisty.” Flint’s smile kicked up, making her realize that he’d actually look handsome and charming if it hadn’t been for the fact that he was a fucking sadistic dick. “I can see why Greyson—and Thayer—fell for you. But let me make myself clear—if you don’t cooperate, I’ll make sure you regret ever setting eyes on Greyson. And after I’m done having my way with you, I’ll hand you over to the rest of my men, before finally selling you to the cruelest bidder out there, so that you’re guaranteed a lifetime of hell.”
    “Greyson and my pack will hand you your fucking head.” Yet Greyson was already injured. She didn’t even know if he was alive—and she had no doubt whatsoever that Flint would follow through on each and every one of his threats.
    “Who will? Your husband, when he already has one foot in his grave? Or are you hoping Thayer will seize the opportunity to steal you away from Greyson, and will come to your defense?” He scoffed at her with a shake of his head. “Princess…no one’s coming to save you. And by the time I’m through with you, I can guarantee you’ll have told me everything I want to know.”
    “What the hell is there to know? The biggest secret he has is that I’m a Laighir —and how the hell did you even find out about me?” Something didn’t make sense. The only people who knew what she was were Greyson, Ryder, Thayer,