Blackfoot Forest Kill a little time, you can sleep when you are dead

She wasn't expecting the chuckle that left his maw and for a moment she shuddered, a chill of recognition going down her back. In her natal pack she'd been raised to believe men were lower and lesser, used as slaves and breeding tools. She'd never quite agreed but she'd put up with and went along with it for her mother. One day she'd found a prisoner and he was so evil, so blatantly bad but his charms and seduction sent thrills to the lower parts of her body. Lonzo reminded her of that prisoner in every way except he was more evil and brutal than manipulative and anything he did would never break her now because she had a mate who owned her body and soul.


Bristling at his crooned words she watched him stand and walk away before weakly rolling to her belly and lifting her head. The action made her dizzy but she held it, eyeing the water greedily her tongue snaking out to lick her dry lips. She once again met his gaze defiantly as he looked her over and curled her lips "Commit it to memory Snake. My body. Because you'll never have it. You can scar it and hurt it but you will never own it." she rasped out coldly, tossing Mawk's nickname for him back at him with venom.