Shifted Fate: From Slave To Wolf Queen
I snapped in defence, “Whatever gave you the notion that I believed the best in people was a fucking lie. I despise your kind; I will hate the beasts that lurk beneath this skin because it’s not real.”
Our eyes locked in a trance of anguish and loathing. “You will always be a beast.” I spat venomously, eager to hurt him. “A King without a crown.”
He gripped me by the throat, choking me. Overwhelmed by the heat smothering my face, veins protruding and ready to burst. “I am a beast Ma Cherie, a beast that owns you.” He proclaimed with a sinister tone. “A King that owns you.”
Lazarus doesn’t yield, manhandling me until I’m facing the mirror, and he towered behind me. He dips his head, whisperin