by Leann Ryans
Leaning down before her, he placed his hands on the chair on each side of her and stared directly into her eyes. “Let me make it clear. You belong to me now. I captured you, and as soon as you go into heat, I will claim you. My teeth will pierce that milky skin covering your neck as my knot locks deep in your cunt. You will take my cock whenever I want you to and be grateful that I let you live and chose you as my own instead of giving you to my men. I destroyed your village, so there is nothing for you to go back to. Nowhere for you to run that I can’t follow and find you. Anyone who helps you will die by my hand right before your eyes, so be careful that your actions do not cause unnecessary deaths.”
Lyric stared at him in shock, mouth gaping open. No one had ever been so crude to her, and to casually mention that he would kill someone just for helping her left her speechless, but a slow anger began to burn within. Closing her mouth as he smirked down at her, she straightened herself in her seat.
“I belong to no one. You’re a murderer. I will never be grateful to you for destroying my life. I may not be able to stop you from doing what you want to with me, but I will never just give in to you. I will fight you every step of the way.”
