Maren"What do you want?"He laced his breeches shut and grabbed my wrist above the linen. "Come with me," he said, and pulled.I planted my feet, digging my bare heels into the stone. "Let me go."He didn't. He just kept pulling. I could have fought harder, but I didn't. I wasn't sure what I wanted to happen next.I pointed with my free hand at my door hanging open behind us. "I left that open. That's not safe.""Leave it," he said curtly.He walked on, pulling me after him. His scent was strong and sharp. I remembered sitting by my fire, feeling him through the bond, desire and fury. My body had ached, pounded, until I could have screamed. I'd hated it, hated knowing what he wanted.But then Nadia's bare feet had run past my door in the darkness, and I'd guessed he'd had her. He'd come to my door hard and sweaty, reeking of her, and I was what was left over."Where are you taking me?" I asked. I tried to plant my feet again, to pull my wrist out of his grip. "I'm not dressed to go o
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