ating days, the silver collar around my neck sti
r lamp, Arther's shadow loome
llona's waist as he pinned h
silence as his
his elegant fingers twirled th
rom the black market auction? It's one
my blood-crusted fingers absently tracing the still-raw
weet time gathering the ransom - he'd w
didn't
unnoticed when his cold vo
;Stop.
nced over h
wn. Bellona wants the latest lace st
d to play with Bellon
my own blood on his polished le
rned, sweat had soa
sts, and every step sent searing pain shooting up from the
twenty different pairs of lingerie - a small price to
pen, revealing Bellona curled
ed the outline of his a
er's golden eyes glowed as the
wanted the diamond -
s if I were nothing more than a ma
llona's saccharine voice
. I want to try t
s neck, her pheromon
her help me,
er. Don't make me
ned bandages hidden in my pocket, my nails di
stiletto heels clicking men
at her feet, revealing a fresh mating bite on her hip -
rl - encrusted o
against my knee, her stiletto hee
her and I have bette
cold marble floor seepi
king, a searing pain shot through my back - a remin
bed as I served the she -
pearls catching on the fresh scabs of my w
and shot out, her fingers dig
re still nothing but a glorified servant. I could s
n the still - healing gash on my should
ong?" Arther's growl
stocking's ribbon, the sharp
aper bag, sending a cascade of si
s tangled aro
d snarl faded into the background as I stared a
andle the simplest tasks? Th
with alpha rage as he
utal efficiency, wrapping
rned into a weapon that bit into my flesh, leavi
he twisted the remaining
rl, he brought it d
s throbbed as if
to my knees, the taste o
me, his shadow cas
scent of his anger - a mix of burni
re nothing but a useless mutt wh
But my apology only seemed to stoke the
epared for a high - st
uch events, my presence a shield against rival packs'
e of the possessive look in Arth
f had ch
fought for him, was now nothi
ng - sleeved gown, its satin folds designed to c
ls flared as he
a nun?" Before I could expl
rely Bellona's shadow. You're no lon
rystal chandeliers, their light reflecting off the
er's arm, her pink gow
't drink..." she pout
ve. There's someone to
r, the burn of alcohol mingling with t
fire, and my wolf whimpered in prot
rrowed when I instinctiv
uot; His disdainful sneer sent a f
alpha from a rival
r liquor, Arther. Ten shots of wolfsbane - in
gaze bor
e to prove your worth, Av
ick succession, the toxic
rs on my back throbbed in t
hand snaked a
Arther, how about lending me
tightened ar
pend the night with Alex,
l go with
d in despair as memories of all the times I'd r
left my lips, a wave o
growl shoo
ering it into a thousand pieces, and stormed out,