His Secretly Powerful Mate's Billion Dollar Revenge

CAIN

ght air. I shivered. Before I could even orient myself,

rcled to the driver's side and ignited the engine,

ring wheel. Rogues were packless outcasts, the lowest of the low. The irony w

lur past my window. My arm throbbed where he'd grabbed

wrenched the steering wheel, and the car s

rapping me between the seat and his chest. The powerful sc

me to look at him. "What the hell do you want? Is this you

ion absurd. "Get your attention? Bryton, you overesti

e Moon Goddess gave you to me, and you can't escape that!" His twisted

again, speeding bac

through the elevator, and th

bmissive mate! You're not going anywhere!" he shou

he dust from my dress, and looked at him cal

ve the right to discipline you!" he bel

e refusing to let me go. He didn't see either of us as people. We were territory. Assets. Things he owned. Chantal was the shiny new acquisition, and I was the old property he refused to relinquish. Neither of us was loved. But he was caught, and so

eason with him and wa

tall frame casting a massive shadow

abbed me, slung me over his should

on his back, but he

bed and pinned me down, his hands

r. His hot breath fanned across my face. "My wolf... it's about to lose c

nt scents from the patrons at Tessa's lounge. His posse

dn't stand the idea of his poss

h ice in my own. "You touch me, Bryton, and I sw

flinched, a flicker of conflict in his dark gray eyes

eld me there, not moving forwar

ragged breathing and the frantic, unsteady beat of

heart was hardening, turning to stone. Every one of

in his body finally eased. He rolled off me

oom, leaving me alone on the rumpled bed, with angry