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for Dracos, the dragon your father sent to retrieve you, but instead he betrayed your father by luring his daughter and killing his wife? You see My Queen, the things you accused Eros of doing are nothing compared to what Dracos has done.”
    That was so unexpected and entirely painful, I barely hung on to the control I was so quickly losing. I took the opportunity to defend myself against his words because he looked consumed by me.
    “You speak lies, and are tempting fate. My mother was incapable of dying and much less by a slave. She is so much more powerful than he, stupid Lycan.” I claimed right before I punched him in his solar plexus; a move I had Kimmy to thank for. Then, as his claws tried to capture me… I was fleeing once again, lost in this desert.
    I was not fleeing out of fear, but I was doing him a favor because the hunger his blood caused made me reckless and dangerous. I didn’t want to kill the stupid imbecile because I needed him to find the witches. He is going to ruin my only chance.
    I soon realized the Lycan was close behind my heels- unable to hide or find cover in this open desert. He was faster and probably stronger because of the moon’s pull. I tried tracing, but I couldn’t, furthermore, I didn’t understand why it didn’t work now. It wasn’t that long ago since I last fed.
    Perhaps, the explanation was because of my confused state of mind. I soon felt his claws reach for my shirt and tear at my collar trying to get a grip, holding me back. I felt my cold metal collar choke me, just now realizing, he did see it; although, Darius never had in the cave. I found it so surprising because what was so special about this Lycan? I reasoned it was probably visible to all Lycans since Eros was technically their King now.
    He gripped it, pulling me back against his body. Feeling his hands all over me, I yelled and struggled against him tearing my right sleeve free as my left fist lifted- turning my body rapidly, I punched him on his jaw. He flew back landing on his back when I lunged myself at him. His legs shot up as he straightened his body now standing in a wide stance. His eyes were completely silver now, and I knew the beast took over. The man was gone.
    My hand clawed for his heart as he back handed me, crushing my cheekbone and sending me backwards with such raw power. I felt my cheek and saw blood on my fingers.  I tried to get up from my sprawling position on my side… momentarily losing my bearings when too quickly I felt him pushing me on my back and swiftly climb over me. He captured my hands as I tried to strike his Adam’s apple, and instantly regained control by trapping my hands over my head- subduing me.
    He opened his lips showing me his fangs as his face lowered to inhale my scent. He rubbed his face against my injured cheek, passionately wiping away my blood with his temple, his hair caressing me while his tongue traced my neck, my lips, and jaw meanwhile I struggled- pushing my body against him. His lips lowered to where I was so tempted moments earlier to taste him. I screamed my frustration.
    “No Stop! Let me go, you… you mindless fool.”
    “I’m sorry if I hurt you, I don’t want to.” He said struggling to form the words. “I’m different from them.”
    “Stop you can’t taste my blood,” I cried besieged with worry, “or you will die tonight. I’m trying not to hurt you, you fucking animal!”
    “You haven’t seen just what kind of an animal you are dealing with. You’ll beg me for more when I’m through with you.” Both his hands struggled with me as he sat on my chest making it difficult for me to breath. “Try harder, don’t hold back.” he growled excitedly, his fangs extending as I smelled his desire for me. It was taking all he had to keep me down, and I was restraining myself… trying not to let the blood lust take over. Maybe I had the upper hand because he seemed to be fighting himself for control as well- trying to tame whatever raged