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That MINE, while backwards in the mirror, would be clear to everyone else when his hand collared my throat, and with the open mouth of the wolf, positioned like a claiming mate bite, there’d be no doubt who I belonged to.
“You told me you needed a collar with my claim on it, little omega,” he drawled, applying just enough pressure that I groaned. “I quite enjoy the idea of everyone knowing who you belong to.”
“Easy. You’ll never be alone again. I will follow you to the ends of this world and into the next, Emme. There’s no point to this life without you in it.”
I hadn’t bothered to change my name again, because Kellan woke up every morning and chose violence with this chat, and it was kind of growing on me.
A cruel curse of fate.
