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.

she hadn’t been difficult with

drinking blood, they were a lot darker. But now they were lighter… She blinked. Her thick lashes caressed her cheeks lightly before she looked

I asked again, letting go of her hair that I had

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

pale and smooth, like a china doll.

looked.

was I even

beautiful mate.’ Thanatos added

care for her.’I

a fucking pet. One meeting with Morgana and he wanted

tying the end

but still

fucking speak, then you won‘t get blood for the

closed her eyes

hit my chest. My hand snuck

be punished for disobeying

the bed, 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,

her chest heaving in anger. But even then, she refused to submit. My eyes flickered to her wrists that I had tied above her head, twisted uncomfortably, and although

filled my head, but I refused to listen to

mate!’ He

his sentences seemed to lack

like that until dawn.”

together

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

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,

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