“I won’t do it, Kade.”
I blink and I’m left reeling as her chest rises and her breathing becomes uneven.
“I’d rather die fighting than let you, or anyone, leash me like a dog.”
She storms past me to the bathroom, her shoulders rigid, her magic bristling in the air like a storm clouds gathering on the horizon. Electricity sparks between us as a silent storm shatters my skeleton. Every step she takes is a punch to my chest, reminding me of the chasm between us that I cannot cross.
I don’t want her to be forced into something she can’t control.
I want her to choose me.
To want me in the way I want her. I don’t want her to survive if it means she’s not mine, because she is. I’ve made my choice and I won’t let her stop me from having what I want. Zara is mine in every way that matters, and I won’t let anyone take her from me.
Not even if she’s the one I have to destroy.
