“I’m going to breed you.” My voice isn’t my own. It’s deep, dark, the baritone rougher than it has ever been before. “You’re mine, Demi. You’re mine. You’re fucking mine. No one will take you from me. I own you. You belong to me. I won’t stop until you’re pregnant. Until you are trapped with me. Until you have no choice but to love me. You’re. Fucking. Mine!” I roar, my wings freeing from my back, and they wrap around us.
