My heart bleeds more than it ever has before. Tears relentlessly fall from my already swollen eyes.
Alpha Torrin's horrible situation back in the prison cell is the only thing running through my distressed mind.
"Just behave and do everything I tell you to do. Torrin will stay alive, and everyone in the Dingle Valley will be safe," Damian repeats. His voice was usually nonchalant, but now it's consistently eerie and cold.
He reaches for my face, but I instinctively jerk away.
His eyes narrow before he grabs my arm and forces me closer to him.
"Being depressed won't make your situation better. Why don't you just try to be happy with me? To forget about Torrin?" he hisses.
I'm itching to answer him, but honesty will only hurt his pride, and he knows it. He's just probably waiting for a reason to snap again and act on his threats.
But, I won't fall for that cheap trick. If I want to survive this manipulation game he's playing, I have to play along.
