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.

difficult with him. In

I realised that her eyes 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

you attacked him?” I asked again, letting go of her hair that I had half pulled out of

I gave her a moment, taking the box from her and flipping it 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

was pale and smooth, like a china doll. But I knew she

looked.

in gauze, frowning. What was I even

beautiful mate.’

don’t care for

with Morgana and

myself.” I said dangerously, tying the end

frowned but still refused

fucking speak, then you won‘t

eyes and

my chest.

be punished for disobeying me.”

I pulled out the chain that had been attached to the cuffs and walking over to her, I yanked her arms above her head, wrapping the chains around her. I pulled her to the window, and

submit. My eyes flickered to her wrists that I had tied above her head, twisted uncomfortably, and although she looked rather sexy all tied up… My stomach chumed as I forced myself t o look away.

head, but

mate!’

his sentences seemed to

like that until dawn.” I said

pressed her lips together

for it. I pulled my top off and turned the light off, getting

not when 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,

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