Redtail Rise Stars don't wish, They shine

Suddenly, Lacinia spoke, saying that there was something bothering her and if he minded resisting. Arion could not even utter a single word before she jabbed a point in his shoulder with a claw, pain racked through his body but the stallion did not speak. It was nothing compared to what he had experienced before, in fact, it felt like an ant bite in comparison to the punishments and tortures he had endured on his journey to Teekon Wilds.

She was a maniac, Arion decided, a demon of the underworld, a punished soul that had somehow escaped. She was ultimately crazy and in that moment, he severed whatever contract he had with her about being her servant. He would not, could not be the servant of a torture lover. But the ebony dusted warrior did not speak and allowed her to do whatever she wanted to do while he formed a plan in his mind.

He would allow her to do what she wanted with him, but his guard was up now and if he felt she was doing something dangerous, he would use Junior's method in their spar.