Because he was Cam.
My other half.
My soul mate.
I miss you,I thought at him.I truly hope you’re not watching me now, seeing me surrender to this horrible imitation of you. I’m sorry. I’m sorry I couldn’t win.
A sob threatened my chest, but I was too frozen to let it loose. Besides, I didn’t want to give Fake Cam the satisfaction of…
My lips curled down.Wait…I blinked into the mattress, my back unbearably cold.Is it already over? Did I miss him defiling my body?
I’d been so lost in my memory of Cam that I hadn’t been paying much attention to my surroundings.Where is he? Why can’t I feel him? Am I that numb?
My legs twitched, searching for the sense of ache and dread I’d anticipated feeling. Only, my thighs were still touching.Strange. I also couldn’t sense any dampness at all.
No blood.
No semen.
No signs of arousal or having been touched at all.
Is he playing the long game? Standing behind me and watching me squirm? Waiting for me to flip over? What?
I waited, my ears straining to hear anything and everything in the too-silent space. But all I could hear were my own breaths.
He’s playing with me,I realized.Tormenting his prey.
My gaze narrowed.
I didn’t want to be a toy. Nor did I want to give him the satisfaction of my fear. Which was probably a bit too late,considering I’d shut down, but his mistake had been in giving me a few minutes to regroup.
He wanted to fuck with me?
Fine.
I’d fuck with him right back.
It didn’t matter that I’d just lose again. At least Cam would get to see me fight once more.
Except, what if that hurts him?I wondered, pausing my inner need to retaliate.Is that why Fake Cam is lurking and waiting for a reaction? To draw out the moment and upset my Cam even more?
I swallowed.
I definitely didn’t want that.
So what do I do? Just lie here and wait for the inevitable?
That would only make me nervous. And it would seem as though I were just giving in to the inevitable, which I’d essentially done when I’d shut down.
Would Cam want me to try to fight again or give up?
My brow furrowed.Hold on… Shouldn’t I be wondering ifIwant to fight or give up?
My entire existence had been defined by Cam from the moment he’d first claimed me. Everything I’d done had been for him, including waiting in Majestic Clan for him to finally return to me. I’d tried to keep myself safe for him, knowing he needed me protected in order to focus on whatever he was doing behind the scenes.
However, his plan had obviously failed. He’d been in captivity for over a century, which probably didn’t feel like long to him, but it’d been hell for me. And while I knew he’d also suffered, it had been his decision to do this. Not mine.
But right now, the decision is mine, I told myself.I can either fight or accept my fate. Which option doIwant?
