Chapter 136

“I’m sorry,” I tell him, yet those words tasted like poison on my tongue. He smirks before turning back to rummage through the backpack. He pulls out a silkie slip dress. He tosses it at me and it lands on the bed. I pick it up, holding it up. Hardly practical, but better than a bra and underwear.

“Don’t suppose you bought underwear?” I ask him.

“You don’t need them,” he says and I chew my lip. I suddenly wished I had a period. I bet he would change his tune then.

Carter comes over to me and passes me a muesli bar. I tried to unwrap it, however, my fingers were not cooperating properly, yet I had a good chunk of my mobility left, though I was a little worried about trekking in the woods like this. Carter takes it from me and opens it, peeling back the wrapper before handing it back to me.

“You should have all your feeling back soon, ” he tells me as he kneels next to the bed. He pulls my legs to the edge of the bed, rubbing the sides of them before

gripping my ankle. He takes the key from around his neck and undoes the padlock before rubbing my ankle. I watch him.

If only he wasn’t a psycho, I could get used to the tingles from the mate bond, the way my heart raced when he was close, his intoxicating scent. If only he wasn’t responsible for destroying so many lives, I may have come to love him, yet the bond yearned and called out for him despite my mind knowing I couldn’t keep him. But that didn’t stop me wishing things were different, so I could.

“Can you wiggle your toes?” he asks and I try. They move to his satisfaction, and he smiles before leaning down and kissing the top of my foot.

“I can carry you. It isn’t far,” he tells me, placing my foot down before walking over and grabbing the backpack. He places two towels in it and the bag of toiletries before tossing it over his shoulder. He then scoops me up and heads for the door.

Carter was right, it wasn’t far, yet the moment he set me down, he rummaged through the bag and produced the handcuffs. I didn't see him slip in the bag.

he snaps and I glare daggers at him. Carter sighs and glances around at

give me

forward and grab the bag at his feet and rummage through it grabbing out a bar of soap. And some shampoo. Carter sighs loudly above me before

then and I won’t

help but admire his toned body, at least until he removes his pants and I know he plans on using that thing between his legs on me, which makes me look away. He offers me his

The last thing I

I am sitting on you can

when Carter grips my hair and turns me sideways on his lap. “Dip your head back.” he says softly and I do, letting him wet it. He turns me back before pouring the shampoo in his hand and setting the bottle between my thighs. He washes my hair and

into that category? Yet when he

it,” Carter says, producing the soap I dropped. He tugs on my arm, covering myself. “You have nothing to be shy about,” he

before insisting on washing me. Despite me not wanting him to, I had to admit I loved the feel of his hands on my body. The bond makes his touch pleasurable, sensual, yet I do my best to ignore it. All too soon, though, we headed back to the cabin. Carter let me walk yet kept a strong grip

to the cabin. The sun was going down now, and I looked out above all the trees,

noticing me shivering, grabs the blanket from the bed, draping it over me before going to the kitchen.

and was more filling. Yet as darkness swallowed the place, my nervousness amped up to magnitude levels and I could see he

says, patting the bed.

stalling and I know you don’t need to pee, or go for a walk, and it isn’t cold in here,”

he snarls, and I

running very thin Macey,” he growls and I feel his aura slip out, the hair on my body stands on end, yet I wasn’t completely defenseless against it now he had marked me. Nevertheless, it

try to push back against him when he pummels me with his aura, making me scream and double over. Sweat coats my skin

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