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I head back home and check on Aurora, only to find her room empty. I slam the door shut. If she wants to run, I’ll show her a hunter always catches his prey. I watch through my security cameras. Daniel shifts in his chair.
I have enough men posted around the perimeter. She won’t get far, but my blood races through my veins. I tell myself to calm down.
She’s going to be the death of me.
When Aurora appears on the cameras, she eyes the red dot and gives it the middle finger. My lips twitch.
Oh, a lamb with a bite. Interesting.
I am about to go outside when Tamara rounds the corner. “Treat her better and be more patient.”
“I’m trying to keep her safe.”
“Kieran, think of what the girl has been through. Be better.”
“I am not.” Not when there are even worse people than I am, morally speaking.
“Then I hope you will enjoy being miserable. Aurora deserves better. Show heryou care.”
That word almost knocks me out. The oath was one thing, but Tamara’s words ring with a truth I have been perfectly fine ignoring: that I still care for her.
I shut the door behind me and take a sharp right toward the pavilion, feeling even angrier with her and myself. The swing still sways. I follow the alley and stop when I find her on her ass, watching over the patch of gardenias.
Aurora stiffens as I approach.
I crouch in front of her, and her glassy eyes find mine with a spark of defiance. “You won’t like the consequences if you run away again.”
“I wasn’t running.”
“I watched you on the cameras. I know when someone plans to do something stupid. You headed for the forest and then changed direction at the last minute.” I pause so that the next words sink into her stubborn head.
Those eyes take on a fiery blue tint. It makes me fucking proud.
She pats her chest in mock offense. “Oh, didn’t I behave like a good little lamb?”
Fuck, she heard that.
Aurora pushes me, or tries, but I grab her and pin her under me. All her softness under my hard body. Her eyes widen, her dress bunching up her thighs. She looks divine under the moon’s light. Her pulse skyrockets and she licks her lips. And my dick rises to the occasion, ignoring the point I’m trying to make here. My grip on her tightens when she arches her back.
“Don’t challenge me.” My voice is sandpaper.
Her eyebrows rise and she lifts her chin defiantly. It makes me even harder.
“I don’t bend to monsters.”
I drag my nose against her elegant neck. “Sweetheart, I am the king of monsters. You will bend and you will kneel if I say so.”
“Never.”
“You should. You’re about to marry one.”
I push myself off her and adjust my jeans.
She scrambles up. “What did you say?”
I leave her staring after me, shouting my name.
When I hit the bed, I feel both unsettled and at peace.
