When he spoke, his voice was filled with dark oaths that crept under my skin and tried to break my will, claiming me in ways I never wanted to be claimed, owning me as surely as he had when we were kids. But that future held promises which could never be fulfilled now. Because now his intentions were anything but good and I’d fallen prey to the monster in him without ever having the chance to escape. “You’re mine now, beautiful. Don’t fight the inevitable. It’ll only hurt more if you do.”
