They were my saviors, and they promised to keep me safe.

Forever.

If only that were true. It was months later, everything appeared to be peaceful around the house, in our little world. Until the day I got a unknown number calling. I made a vow to never answer any unknown calls ever again, so I ignored it and got back to work. It was that evening, right before the guys returned home, there was a knock at the door but know one was there. But in the screen door was an envelope addressed to my old name.

Memories of my old life came back to me like a terrible movie. With the envelope in hand, I retreat back inside and head to the study immediately. Fear and anger mix together, tremors course through my body. I held it up to the light to see what could be in it, and the only light I saw was on either side, something filled the center. I wanted to rip it up and not think anything of it, but whatever was in here, it came from my past.

Everything stopped, time, my breath trapped in my lungs as I stared at a photo of me and one of the guys…._naked_. It was Zeth and I were having a moment together back in the wooded area behind the house, covered by thick brush and shade. The memory was fresh in my mind, we were hiding from Andrew who was in one of his moods, and was making everyone do the most ridiculous chores. Zeth and I didn’t intend to hide together, it just happened. And then our moment of weakness happened. But who was out in those woods that would take a picture of us and then delievery it to me, and under my old name!

The photo was of Zeth and I, but it had a large red X over Zeth’s body, and his face was marked out. The pen marks looked aggresive, the imprint of the froce applied to it was embossed. Whoever is watching me isn’t happy about my association to the men that saved my life from the coterie. I can barely sleep through the night as is. The memories were still fresh, tormenting me as they lingered right behind my eye lids. Feeling cold clammy hands all over my body that made bile creep up the back of my throat, it burned and makes it hard to swallow.

The sound of the front door shutting and heavy footsteps bring me back from the dark place in my mind. I could feel tears fall from my eyes freely as Andrew and Fredric walk into the study to see me. My body trembles uncontrolably and it was Andrew that closed the distatnce between us in seconds. Wrapping his arms around my small frame in an attempt to stop me from shaking. It was then that I knew my nightmare wasn’t over yet, that there were people coming after me, and they didn’t care who I on my side.

“You will _never_ leave our sides ever again, Destiny” Andrew whispered to me, his sight dead set on the image of me and Zeth. “I will make sure of it, if that means more blood on my hands then so be it.” He was true to his word whenever it came to me. He has dropped more bodies than the rest of his brothers. He was an animal born man, made for protecting those he loved and trusted.