1. Her Stubbornness

“You are all the same!” She struggled to free herself, but I refused to let her go.

“Will it heal?” I asked her. She had her other bloody arm covering herself, but I don’t think she realised her slender arm was doing nothing to keep her lush curves from me…

“Yes.” She snapped, yanking from my hold and covering herself. “How dare you rip my clothes!”

“You had the audacity to attack one of my men.” I said, grabbing her elbow, I pulled her up the stairs. “Why did you do it?”

She didn’t reply, but her heartbeat quickened. I kicked open my bedroom door, pulling her in. I tossed her o n the bed, I hated being disobeyed. Her breasts bounced and my gaze fell to them, the outline of her nipple clear through the lace. She grabbed a pillow, hugging it to her chest as she glared up at me.

“Don’t look at me!”

“You’re mine and I can if I want to.” I growled.

“What can I say about your men when you yourself are just as bad!” She spat.

I frowned. What did she even mean by that? If she wasn’t already injured, I would have taught her a fucking lesson. I walked to my wardrobe, opening the drawer that was now full of clothes and other items for her, and grabbed a top before taking the first aid box from my side.

I walked to the bed and she snatched the top, pulling it on and giving me a fleeting glimpse of her gorgeous milky white breasts and her smooth, taught stomach. She grabbed the box from me and gave me a dirty look.

“I hope I don’t get some sort of disease from being clawed by an animal.” She glared.

I raised an eyebrow, crouching down before her and looking her square in the eye. Tangling my hand in her hair, I yanked her towards me.

“What have I told you about disrespect?” I asked icily.

“Well, I’m afraid I have not learned manners.” She shot back.

Fucking lie.

was with Andrei… But what confused me was why she hadn’t been difficult with him. In fact, when I had asked how she was, he

had changed colour. After drinking blood, they were a lot darker. But now they were lighter… She blinked. Her thick lashes caressed her cheeks lightly before she looked back into my

letting go of her hair that I had half pulled

open. She sure healed slower than us… I pulled my shirt off, wiping the blood away from her arms. She was staring at me intensely, but I ignored her, using a wipe to cleanse her arms before taking some gauze and lifting one of her delicate wrists. It was tiny… the opposite of mine in

her, her skin was pale and smooth, like a china doll. But

looked.

What was I even doing? I didn’t attend to

beautiful mate.’

for

was worse than a fucking pet. One meeting with Morgana and

I said dangerously, tying the end of the bandage

still refused to

fucking speak, then you won‘t get blood for the night.” I said

her eyes

from the bed roughly, and she hit my chest. My hand snuck around her waist, but

punished for disobeying

yanked her arms above her head, wrapping the chains around her. I pulled her to the window, and reaching up, wrapped the chain around the

in anger. But even then, she refused to submit. My eyes flickered to her wrists that I had tied

my head, but I refused to

hurt mate!’ He

his emotions got intense, his sentences seemed

like that

pressed her lips together but didn’t reply,

stubborn, then she would pay for it. I pulled my top off and turned the light off, getting into the bed. She was silent and so was I. The only sound in the

she was tied in a standing position, but I refused to let her down. Each passing · moment in her presence was blurring the lines of limits within me. I steadied my breathing, pretending to sleep, but I couldn’t. I heard her sigh softly, and I wondered

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