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12. Kiss

Aaro’s pov

Motherfucker. Maybe I should thank Storm; I had the most fun I've had in years, and hearing him tell me he switched rooms without so much as asking me reminded me that I had merely traded one prison for another. I should have looked for exits when I was with Eve and found out information I could use to escape, but instead I ice skated like a damn fool, and now I was paying the price.

I kept reminding myself I could be off worse, but that didn’t really make any fucking difference. I was still bought; I was still forced to be marked and have sex with someone. They can call it "mating" all they fucking want, but I know what it really means. Maybe I should just get it over with and make sure at least the "mating" part is on my fucking terms.

I got into the shower, trying to decide my next move. If I convinced Storm I was all in, maybe he’d trust me enough to let me wander around the compound on my own. Or maybe he'd let me go to the pack by myself in time. It would be easier to
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