LOVE UNDER THE BLOOD MOON

re that felt out of place, like I'd been dropped into a stranger's life. Soft fabrics, polished wood,

of whatever bitter liquid Damien had forced me to drin

hate

d with silk ties. Silk. They wanted me restrained, but th

, his calm gaze meeting mine. He looked as if he hadn't a care in the world. A tal

his voice smooth as ever, lik

pulling at the

leaving. "Do you think I'm that foolish? If I le

anger was a shield, one I clung to desperate

I don't want this to be difficult, Liana. I'd rathe

and drugging me was your

ement flickering in his eyes. "I

. "I'm not some pet

pping at the foot of the bed. "

u have no idea who I am. You might think y

brow, his gaze chall

f wills. Then, he stepped back, giving me a once-over, almost

can either cooperate and make things easier for yourself, or you can fight me eve

hold his gaze, refusing to give him any sign of

. "Stubbornness is expected. But don'

e headboard. He stopped just inches away, his gaze dark and unreadable, bu

from me?" I demand

s eyes never leaving mine

I pressed. "You must have other wa

nique. Rare, even. A werewolf with your bloodline-one as

ying him. "Special purpo

anything more. Frustration bubbled up inside me, but I swallowed it down, focusing on my br

air from my face. I flinched, but he didn't pull back, his

ly, his voice almost a whisper. "Just know that you

" I replied, my voice low and ste

, I'll give you that." He straightened up, turning toward the door. "I'l

As soon as he was gone, I pulled at the silk ties, testing their strength again. I w

d racing. This wasn't over. I'd find a way out of here,

to feel that familiar warmth and strength. Bu

dn't let that stop me. I might be a