Forced Bonds (The Bonds That Tie, #4)

by J. Bree

Ollie

What happened to "oli"

I come again, my mind splintering apart at his rough treatment because I know that sometimes worship looks like degradation and, fuck, I crave it.

I am a god living among them, and they should know better.

I sputter out, “I listen in on North’s council meetings. I’m fucking great at keeping secrets! What do I have to do to get clearance? Clearly sleeping my way to the top isn’t working!”

I’ll see you in the next life, Bonded. Maybe I can love you right there.