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Including me.

I swallow hard as I look at the larger man on the right.

King Tovik.

He is the largest man I have ever seen.

Perhaps the largest man who has ever lived.

His shoulders look wide enough to block the castle gates. He looks scary enough to send the Hollowborn fleeing with only a stern glare. He is a force.

Blood and mud streak his thick, muscled torso. His black hair is hanging loose around his hard, unshaven face.

He looks terrifyingly powerful, and for some reason, I can’t take my eyes off him. A pale scar cuts through one thick eyebrow.

While Cassius looks at me with heated lust, Tovik is watching me with pure awe in those dark eyes.

The Kings of Varkhar.

The Blood Alphas.

My new captors.

They are beautiful beyond belief in their own savage way. My heart jumps. A deep sensual throbbing spreads between my legs as I watch them watching me.

“Princess,” Oren says in that sarcastic tone. “I have jewels to count. If you please, or perhaps you are waiting for a carpet of rose petals to be laid below your feet?”

I grit my teeth, giving him a sharp glare as I march forward, my hands squeezed into fists.

Garrick is already guiding my carriage and the empty wagons out of the castle. Perhaps, I’ll see him next season when he returns with another payment.

Or, maybe these savages will have me for dinner and I’ll never see anyone again.

Either way, I have no choice.

I have to make the best of it.

With a heavy breath, I follow Oren into the castle, ready to see my new home.

But as I walk through the dark halls, I’m not dreading the straw mattress or bathing in the river. I’m not missing my parents or all of my friends back home.

I’m thinking of those two alluring men and the captivating way they were watching me.

Watching me like I’m not just their hostage.

They were watching me like I was theirs.

Like they owned me.

Those possessive gazes make me shiver again.

My pulse races.

Why were they looking at me like that?

And why did I like it?

But most importantly, why do I want more?