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the small closet. The door opened with a bump of her hip, tugging a T-shirt she found on the top shelf over her small breasts. He knew she wouldn’t be able to handle a bra. No way would she be able to handle tight clothes against her chest right now with all of the bruising and minor cuts under her breasts.
    "That's what you think!" Kayne reached for the shirt, only to have his hand batted away. He watched, thunderstruck, as the sprite tried to hold the towel, grab the shirt and hold the door all at the same time. "Hold still! You’re going to hurt yourself again," he growled, jerking the shirt from her.
    "What do you care? You haven't been here to see what they have been doing to me!" she screamed, frustration winning over her efforts. She held onto the shirt like a determined bulldog in spite of the fact that his big hand held it slightly above her head. "Please," she finally whispered, "let me get dressed. And for your information… I didn't do this to myself," he heard her breathe as she tried to turn from him.
    Chayle's shocked eyes met Kayne's when he reached for her chin, forcing her eyes to meet his. "Did anyone else harm you while you were here?"
    It took Chayle a moment to realize that he was clenching his jaw but the words were whispered, barely a breath in the now quiet room. Tension filled the space between them as if an electrical storm had moved into the small space, causing the hairs on the back of her neck to stand up. Shivering, she could only stare into his strange blue eyes and shake her head no.
    She realized in that moment that anything she said against the staff would end badly. This man was vibrating with anger on her behalf and it did something to her stomach as the realization hit her like lightening.
    "My brother and I have been absent because we were hunting down the rest of those who would harm you and the other women. There will be no one else coming for you, at least not from those that were with that group." Kayne released the shirt they both held, allowing her to finish pulling it to her chest.
    "What do you mean… hunted down?" she whispered.
    "They are no more!" he growled, reaching up to stroke a bruise that still marred her shoulder above the towel. "Now dress… I’m getting you out of here, if you're ready." Kayne moved back, giving her just enough room to breathe. He watched her pretty nipples pebble under the thin T-shirt she had pulled on and silently bit back a groan.
    "What do you mean… leaving?" She gulped as he growled again, his head lowering. "I'm leaving here alone, thank you very much!" Chayle tried to push past him, but the brute just stood there.
    "Do you mind?" she hissed, as she tried to push past him again.
    "You are coming to a safe house. No arguments." Kayne didn't elaborate since he really didn't see the need. Damn, why hadn't his brother taken this on? He was the empathic one, better at soothing and getting his way than Kayne ever was at these things. Then he looked down at the bruises and barely healed swelling just below the hem of the shirt where it hung below her groin and knew why.
    "Mine!" No one would ever touch her again… not and live.
    " Easy brother! We've got everything in place to protect her." Rafe whispered in his mind, " Just get her out of there and to our house. We'll see how things go from there."
    Intel had come through that Chayle’s location had been compromised and they still hadn’t figured out how it had happened. Evidently, they had a leak and until it was plugged Kayne wasn’t taking any chances with Chayle’s safety.
    It took a moment to realize that the female was dressing and mumbling to herself, causing Kayne to grin. If she could accomplish only half the things she was wishing on his anatomy it would be a miracle of science, not to mention a freak of nature. Still, her amazing twists of the English language entertained him as he turned his back to give her a semblance of privacy. When he turned he found her sitting on the