Bonded to the Elf king
I looked at both men, wondering how to get out of this.
Unfortunately, the strange man spoke.
“I am Olpheus, the last pure blood of the Elves.” he announced, stepping closer to me and my heart raced. “I have come to take my beloved home.” He smirked at Ian
It was the wrong thing to say.
Ian’s eyes twitched, and he snarled at me, “You whore, so this is what you have been doing? Sleeping around … sleeping around with monsters behind my back?”
whore?
My mouth parted in disbelief and my brain lagged.