Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

233. Olivia - The Guardian III

Breathing becomes hard. I *hate* the way he's looking at me.

I jab my finger in his chest. "Don't you fucking dare, Ansel. I'm not broken. The abuse I endure doesn't define me. What I did was out of love and if you fucking dare to pity me for one fucking second, this is over. I'll break the bond right now and leave to a place so far away you'll never find me."

The pity quickly vanishes from his eyes and is replaced by love and respect. I feel like I can breathe easily again.

He pulls me into his chest. "You're fucking amazing." The tip of his finger traces a scar on top of my hand. "Badass. My woman is fucking badass! She might be a butterfly but she's a deadly one!" he yells, making Diva howl. I giggle. His mouth falls open. "Laugh again."

I shake my head. "We need to go. The night is almost here and we have to return to the farm before the others start looking for us."

"You don't trust them."

I sigh. "No. I don't know if I should trust you because of...."

"Because of?" Ansel tries to find out.

Stars start to appear in the sky. I finish the cigar. "Of the way you all treated me when you found me in the forest. And after that. If you want my trust, you need to earn it. So far, all you've accomplished is to prove that men are awful and I'm better on my own."

"Olly." Ansel is in pain but fuck, so am I. For years, I've lived with pain. And I'm not referring to the physical one, but the one that destroys hearts and shatters souls.

enough to be fucked. That's my only purpose on Earth? To be fucked by men and have my

purpose is for me to love you. I'll earn your trust even if it takes me

for me, especially after Camila did a foolish thing. That's why we

We get in the car. After Diva hops into the back seat,

doing so helps me calm my nerves so I can put order into my racing thoughts. "The night Camila and I overheard him talking to Azael, we found

ahead and did whatever she wanted. She had a habit of doing that. Maybe because everyone spoiled her.

the car to the left and gets

"What was inside?"

touched them and that's how I knew they were important. That they were meant for her. So we hid them. The Catacombs were Camila's idea. Out of all of us, she was the

window. "Are you talking from

The fact that I ignored my duty the first chance I got, leaving you to fend for yourself, shows how stupid I am.

if she agrees

some while, it still feels as if I have brain fog. "I really don't understand what

me. His reflection shows in the window. "I thought you already accepted what you are

the darkness inside

couldn't help questioning him because I need to learn what he

will talk once

forget what you promised