Chapter Six

“They wanted you,” Michael said, his voice an earthy growled that sent shivers of awareness rolling through Kylie.

“Yes,” she confessed, and closed her eyes on the wave of nausea that followed.

“My mother was jealous and angry at being humiliated in front of her circle. She told them they could all have their turn with me if I survived. Then, she attacked.”

“Your mother attacked you?”

His voice was low, almost a whisper, but she could feel the tightly leashed fury he was holding onto inside his softly spoken words. Kylie merely nodded before continuing to tell her sad little tale.