Chapter 164
What was he doing here and how was this possible and why wasn’t he dead or locked up somewhere he couldn’t hart anyone ever again.
Had he managed to escape through the help of Seraphine?
The thought made me shiver. Seraphine was working for him, for how long now?
A light flicked on overhead, swinging lazily back and forth and casting moving shadows across the concrete walls that made everything look twisted and
wrong.
The sudden brightness made me squint and blink, but when my eyes adjusted I could see that I was in what looked like a basement or cellar with gray
walls and a low ceiling that felt like it was pressing down on me.
And standing at the bottom of a set of wooden stairs, watching me with cold satisfaction and that same cruel smile I remembered from my nightmares,
was the man who had destroyed my life years ago.
Daxon.
He looked older than the last time I’d seen him, with gray threading through his dark hair and new lines around his eyes that made him look
distinguished instead of evil, but his smile was exactly the same.
Cruel and calculating and pleased with himself, like he’d just won a game I didn’t know we were playing.
“Hello, Athena,” he said, like we were old friends meeting for coffee instead of predator and prey in a basement where no one would hear me scream.
“It’s been too long.”
I couldn’t speak for a moment because seeing him here, knowing that he was the one behind this, made everything so much worse than I had imagined and brought back memories I’d spent months trying to forget.
The wedding that never happened because I’d finally found the courage to say no.
The beatings that came when he felt I’d crossed the line.
The miscarriage he’d caused with his fists when I’d tried to tell him about our baby.
The months of terror before I’d finally escaped and found my way to Tristan’s pack.
“What do you want? I finally managed to ask, and I was proud that my voice didn’t shake even though everything inside me was screaming and my wolf was pacing frantically in my mind.
His smile widened and he took a step closer, his hands clasped behind his back like he was giving me a tour of his property instead of holding me prisoner.
“What I’ve always wanted,” he said simply, and his voice was the same smoothy silk it had always been when he wanted something. You. And now that I have you, your precious mate is going to pay for taking what was mine.”
‘I was never yours,” I said, and this time there was steel in my voice because that was one lie I would never let stand, not even to save my own life. ‘I rejected our bond at the altar in front of everyone.”
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‘Details,” he said with a dismissive wave of his hand like my choices meant nothing to him. “You agreed to my proposal which makes you mine whether you accept it or not. The fact that you ran away and found yourself another mate doesn’t change the fact that you’re mine.”
The casual way he said it, like my feelings and choices meant nothing, like I was just an object to be traded between men like cattle or land, made my
wolf snarl with rage.
“You have no right to keep me here like this,” I said, my voice getting stronger with each word.
‘I have every right, Daxon said, his voice hardening and losing that fake silk tone. “You humiliated me when you ran away from our wedding. You cost me an alliance with other packs that I had worked for years to arrange. And then you mated with someone else like I meant nothing to you.”
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
