Samantha: Jaecar, the fiercest of the Line Watchman, has forever been caring to me. Humoring me regardless of my thought process was his absence of sexual interest. That all changed the day he let me know he'd have me as his mate. I said no. Prodding Jaecar to go from the sweet kid nearby to the ravenous wolf with his eye on me. Jaecar: She was mine. She'd constantly been mine. She simply didn't have any acquaintance with it yet. I sought her, I was thoughtful to her, all in light of my ultimate objective. Having her. She wants to run from me. In any case, I know wherever she'd go. I know wherever she'd stow away. Since I have a deep understanding of Samantha. The Mating Moon is rising. What's more, she will be my mate. Willing or not.
At the point when I completely woke, it was too Jaecar clamping a rope around my lower leg. Frightening me.
I pulled at my bound wrists and felt something diving into my hips. Furthermore, my hair was in front of me.
It took me a second to acknowledge I was secured face over the rear of a wooden seat. I attempted to move and sorted out my lower legs were each bound to a seat leg. I was tipped over the rear of the seat, so it dove into my stomach. Every one of my wrists attached to a front leg of the seat.
I attempted to move however every force pulled at something different. Yanking my arms stressed my lower legs as well as the other way around. The ropes were so close, they nibbled into my skin.
I was staggered, understanding the steadiness and care Jaecar must've utilized, to so cautiously tie me while I was in my depleted trance state.
What's he going to do now?
"Great. You're conscious." I heard Jaecar's voice from behind me and needed to shelter check out my own leg to see him strolling to sit by the wall. Sliding down it to meet my look across the room. Crossing his boots at the lower legs. Wearing just them and his cowhide pants. Throwing lumps of meat from a platter into his mouth, as he comfortable took in seeing me so defenseless.
"If it's not too much trouble, let me go." I gave him a frantic look. "This is absurd."
"How could I do that?" He tossed one more chomp of meat in his mouth. Motioning. "I like you like this."
Twisted around a seat. Prepared to be his reluctant toy.
"What you told me was off-base. Do you understand the amount you could endure at their hands if I somehow managed to allow them to have you?"
"I've endured at your hands."
"Maybe... " He shifted focus over to the platter and kept away from my look as he insightfully culled up another piece. "At times dull deeds are finished to stay away from a more obscure destiny. I wish you'd stop with your adolescent fit and thoroughly consider things consistently."
"Sensibly?" My voice rose as I snapped my wrists once more. "You have me spread over a seat, Jaecar... "
"Indeed, I do."
Chapter 1 TEASER
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Chapter 2 SAMANTHA
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Chapter 3 Eve Before the Mating Moon
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Chapter 4 Nearly Undone
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Chapter 5 A Taste
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Chapter 6 A Fantasy and A Horrible Reality
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Chapter 7 Anxiety toward the Mating Moon
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Chapter 8 His Choice
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Chapter 9 Opening in a Tree
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Chapter 10 Enduring Me
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Chapter 11 His Entrapment
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Chapter 12 Wherever I'd Stow away!
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