Chapter 70-3
Claim
“Why would I need to be locked in,” I asked, my voice low and sharp, “if your pack is so welcoming?
“They are eager for you to pledge yourself to me.” His knuckles brushed the bare column of my
neck, and it took everything in me not to flinch. His touch lingered, possessive. “Accept me as your alpha. Accept Oak Fur Pass as your pack, and the rest will follow.”
Something cool and heavy settled between my cleavage. I looked down. Hanging from a delicate
old chain was a ruby pendant shaped like a crescent moon, blood-red and gleaming in the
amplight.
Then it hit me, his power, thick and suffocating, coiling through the air like smoke. It pressed into my skin, into my bones, wrapping around me until I could hardly breathe. He was pulling on every
one of his pack bonds to force it through.
“Pledge yourself to me, my darling,” he whispered, his fingers tracing the chain before dipping between my breasts. “Give yourself to me.”
Without thinking, I seized the knife, my hand sure and unshaking, and slashed it across his arm.
“Fucking bitch!” He roared. The back of his hand cracked across my face before I could move. I stumbled into the table, the wood biting into my ribs as dishes crashed around me. He was on me in an instant, pinning my arms above my head, his grip bruising.
“YOU WILL BE MINE, KIANA!”
“Never,” I spat, tasting blood. “Not by my choice. Not by my free will.”
His lips peeled bac
en I’ll take it from you.”
mmed it into my jaw. White-hot pain burst behind my eyes, and I hit burned, my lip split, but I forced my head up and smiled at him through
e right,” I said, my voice dripping venom. “The hospitality here is exquisitely unmatched.”
His eyes darkened. “You will be mine,” he growled, each word heavy with the promise of violence.
He took a step toward me but stopped when there was a knock at the door.
“Leave us!” he ordered.
“It’s me.”
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to my surprise, Morven smiled coldly and crusty, “No need to done here to the myself. See if my mate needs medical care, the is so clumsy Kians, forgive my
# up to you tomorrow at dinner”
With that, he was gone. Warly, 1 rose to my feet and red at Elonso while i gripsed the vote. N need to call the healer. I’m tougher than look”
He just grunted, “Clean yourself up. Y send someone to clean up this mess
“YW do it. YW alert my guards when Yin done. Whe’s the
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