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"You have a mate," he reminded her, releasing her wrist to brush the sore bite mark he'd left on her shoulder. "I claimed you. You belong to me now."
"I am not an impulsive man. I made a decision. What was done is done. I claimed you. You are mine now.
"My name is Claire. Claire O'Donnell. And before you unleashed hell in Thólos, I was an artist. I had a life and friends... my own home... things you must imagine an Omega worked very hard to achieve in a world where we are prized for mates but lowest in the hierarchy. You took all that away, stripped every one of us of what we were, made the masses so feral that I had to go into hiding. You might have me trapped, but I will always be Claire."
"You have been exceptionally disobedient. A difficult and defiant mate."
I was never condemned to your Undercroft. I was born there."
"Humanity... the source of joy. You may have had it once, but whatever life you’ve lived has eaten it away."
"So you see, there is no one to save you. You have only me."
"I belong to you!" "That's right, little one,"
"You belong only to me."
"If I ever smell another man's scent saturating you again, I will hunt down the male and rip off his limbs while you watch... then I will fuck you in the pool of his blood."
"You are very clever, little one. A good trait for the mother of my progeny."
"Is this what you wish, for me to kneel to you?"
"Your eyes look very beautiful this way, little one,"
"Look at the man you claim to hate," snarled words were distorted by gnashing teeth, "and kiss me, little one."
That stopped him at once. He began to gather her hair in his fist, pulling her head back to force her attention. "You will love no one but me."
"Little one, come back." She would never come back. Not to him. Not to the beast who had made her want him once and betrayed her so thoroughly.

