"Now, can you let me go?"

My voice was so cold that it cut straight to the bone.

If I knew who the man was, I would kill him. Or at least try to.

The man seemed to be putting on his clothes and did not answer.

My entire body shook with rage, with the humiliation of what he'd put me through.

There was a rustle of fabric, the bed shifted with the added weight of another person, and the man pressed down on me again.

"You've already taken what you wanted from me. Are you going to kill me now?"

He dropped a surprisingly gentle kiss on my lips, then leaned over to hoarsely whisper beside my ear, "You lied to Roman. You gave him a fake contract. Aren't you afraid that he's going to come after you, kill you?"

"What does that have to do with you?" I turned my head away from him and struggled beneath him, trying to shove him off of me.

raped by this stranger, still being held by him, and I was already dying. At this point, I had

talking. Then he began to untie

my hands were freed, I ripped

Dammit all to hell!

still off, and the man

for me to see him clearly, to make out

going to do next were still unknown. I had no idea if

body bag had been my original

to go out on MY terms, not at the hand of

the dagger I'd placed under the pillow. It had to still be there. I couldn't picture this

so that he couldn't see me reach under the pillow. Ever so slowly, ever so quietly. If I was lucky, he was exhausted and his wolf was resting. As soon

quickly, raised the knife in both hands, and stabbed it

chest that was no longer

step back and easily avoided any type of

arm as

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