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Terra"Runt, I almost didn't recognize you. You look… different," Eric smirked, his lecherous gaze fixed on my curves. "I like it. A lot.""Please excuse me." I bowed slightly, then moved as fast as my legs could carry me. I hurried away from Eric.He was faster, his steel grip tightening around my wrist forcing me to a stop."I wasn't done talking to you, Terra." He snarled and my body began to tremble against my control.I could feel Diana trying to fight against Eric's dominance in my head but it was hopeless, I simply wasn't strong enough.Eric tugged me closer, my back to his chest, his nose in my hair and my backside firmly pressed to him. So much so that I could feel his erection.Nausea bubbled up inside me and I began to struggle against his hold in earnest."Let go of me!" I screamed, my elbows digging into Eric's ribs.Eric let go of me but before I could make my escape, he backhanded me so soundly that I fell to the ground, my vision hazy."How dare you refuse me?" Eric gr

Terra"Get the rose petals."The air around me was cloying and I could barely breathe. The water around me seemed to tug at me, dragging at me beneath.I was tired. So damn tired."That will not be necessary," I said, standing up from my pool-sized heated bathtub."But Princess-" Sofia sounded appalled but I was already halfway back to my room, my maids covering me up with my robes and heated towels as I moved.I stopped in front of the mirror and almost didn't recognize myself.My dark brown hair was the healthiest it had ever been reaching just beneath my backside, my skin was paler but soft and pampered. But my dead tired eyes told a different story."You might as well save your strength. My mate will not look at me no matter what I look like." I said softly.I was so sick and tired of this.My bedroom went completely silent then my maids, all twelve of them, bowed, quiet censure in their voices."Princess."Right.I was Lycan Princess Terra Morgan happily mated to Lycan Prince Dam

TerraDamien kissed me. It should have felt terrible. I should have felt nothing but revulsion but the mate bond didn't let me.He tasted like home. He tasted addictive. And as his tongue swept into my mouth, I forgot when I had parted my lips for him.Damien growled abruptly, cutting our kiss short, his lips dipping to my nape like a man on a mission, his every lick, kiss and bite so urgent that I knew he was fighting his instincts to mark me.I placed my hands on his shoulders fully intending to push him away but all I could do was tug him closer, my body soft and pliant beneath him.Tell him to stop? That would have required speech and none of the sounds I was capable of making then were intelligible.It was too much. The rough glide of his palm against my inner thighs, the feeling of his hot breath over my skin, the press of his lips, the nip of his canines.Damien pulled back and I couldn't read the look in his dark eyes."That's what I thought."My cheeks burned. Despite my initi

Five years laterDAMIENThe maid was bleeding, her back ripped open, her uniform hanging onto her in shreds and her blood dripping onto the marble floor with the acrid scent of anxiety and dread filling our room."Please Princess, have mercy." She cried.How had we come to this?Miranda stood, her back to me, her laser focus on the guard who had stopped whipping the maid at my mental command."Why did you stop?" She growled, her melodic voice twisted with rage. "Whip her!"When did my mate become a stranger I could barely recognize?"That is enough, Miranda," I said, moving away from the doorway.Miranda froze at the sound of my voice then she turned slowly to face me, her face pale with the realization that I'd been silently observing her actions.I didn't look away from my mate as I spoke."Leave us. All of you."The other maids helped the bleeding girl up and out of our room, the guards following