this meant to her, much less anything else.
He lifted his head and looked into her eyes. His blue eyes held a sense of sympathy and something else. Resolve?
“I was purring. Just like you did this morning.”
“No! I’m not like you.” She tried to back away from him, but Jack grabbed her hips and held her.
“You are now. You are mine. I will try to make this as easy for you as I can, but you need to start accepting it. We have no other choice.”
She felt an odd sense of rage build within her. Anger, hurt, betrayal. Her senses were swimming in a sea of red. Her body hummed with an instinct to protect herself from this male, this man, who’d changed her. No! This man who was spilling lies to her.
She threw her head back and roared.
Jack jumped back, arms spread out in a defensive maneuver. As if that’d stop her from tearing him apart, the fool.
The tingles in her body got stronger, as though electrical currents were zinging all around her. Then her point of view changed. She’d had her head tilted up to stare into Jack’s eyes, but now she was looking at his thighs. What the hell? A hiss fell from her mouth, and she choked it back. She looked down and saw tan-covered paws.
“No, no, no, no, no, no. This can’t be happening.”
“It is, Lilly. Let me help you. Please stay calm. We will get you through this,” Jack’s voice whispered through her mind. He took several steps back toward the fridge in the open space.
“You bastard! You infected me with some kind of kitty disease. No wonder my father never liked you all, you worthless troll!”
“You can call me all the names in the book, but it doesn’t change things.”
She growled and charged him. He jumped to the fridge. At least the loser knew better than to fight back. “ Run, little boy. I’ll just kill you when I catch you.”
She caught up with him at the refrigerator and jumped, but Jack shoved his arm down her throat as she tried to rip it off. With his other hand, he yanked open the fridge and pulled something out. She barely saw the needle before she felt the sharp pain in her neck.
Lillian growled at him. “What was that?” But her mind was already getting foggy.
Jack panted as she slumped to the floor in front of him, releasing his arm. “An insurance policy. Ariel wanted us to have tranquilizers around the estate after my little aggressive mishap.” He took in a lungful of air as he wiped the sweat from his brow. “When you wake up, I’ll introduce you to her and the rest of your new family. Maybe we can talk them into throwing you a bridal shower or something.” He smirked.
She shifted back to her normal self, and the floor was cold against her naked skin. She couldn’t even see him anymore. Her eyes were too heavy. The darkness slowly came over her.
“Will . . . kill . . . you . . . later.”
“Night-night, Lilly.”
“Lilli annn .”
* * * *
Jack held Lillian by the arm as he escorted her to dinner. She was pissed, and he couldn’t blame her. He’d taken away her right to choose, and now she was stuck here. If it could be any different, he’d tell her, but there just wasn’t any other alternative.
She’d awoken an hour ago, groaning and cussing at him about fighting dirty. He’d laid out something for her to wear, but she’d turned her nose up at it and grabbed something else out of the bag of Mikaela’s clothes she had left for her. She’d bitched and growled at him the whole time she got ready, and each time Lillian’s anger got to the breaking point, he’d wave another sedative in front of her. He didn’t like the idea of keeping her drugged, but she was being difficult on purpose.
He’d finally explained to her that she needed to stick around at least until she’d accepted what had happened and learned to deal with it, but she was still argumentative. The little minx would argue with the sky about its color if she thought she could get it to fight back. And when he thought he’d take the