Fighting and capture

Leia – POV

"Francis and Ana, Vaz attacked us so abruptly that we could not retaliate. A taser against my body blocked my powers; before I could retaliate, I lost consciousness. A dying growl from Daisy sounded at my side.

When I regained consciousness, I found myself in a moldy house, my hands shackled. Also shackled and unconscious, Daisy was nearby, her bonds laced with wolfsbane. "You're awake, my love." Francis's husky voice made me start, his fingers toying with a lock of my hair.

"Get your filthy hands off me," I snapped.

"We're still mates, and yet you dare disrespect me?" He grabbed my jaw roughly, his dark green eyes filled with anger. I swallowed hard as fear kicked in my veins but pushed it down, knowing Francis could harm me—or worse—if I angered him further.

"Ah, there's the calm. Just like my Leia," he said with a smile before kissing me. His lips bit roughly into mine, and I struggled to push him away. Being touched, being kissed by him - it was repulsive. When Francis