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“You do?”
“I do. You didn’t know who to trust. Now you do.”
“I will never, ever make that mistake again! I’ll never run away from you, Cam. Never leave you. I will always be by your side as we rule in the new era. I promise. I swear to you. I will take as many lashings as you deem necessary to atone for my behavior.”
The thought of her naked, on her knees in a submissive pose, being lashed makes my mouth water.
“Just… don’t run away again. No lashings needed.”
“You must! How else will I learn not to make bad choices? I must be punished!”
I reach for her knee and pat it, leaving my hand on her hot thigh muscle.
“I am sure we can find a way to take care of you.”
CHAPTERSEVEN
Paigelynn
Cam is so nice. So benevolent. So confident and sure of himself that he does not need to make me feel lesser so that he has more power.
Is that not the very definition of strength?
I have transgressed against my future husband and king. My violation is worthy of ex-communication, imprisonment, or possibly death. The Mother told me many stories of virgins who violated their rules and experienced the most severe of consequences.
I deserve it all.
Every last painful drop.
Cam’s phone buzzes and he looks at a text, eyebrows going up. His dark hair is sweaty around his forehead, the curls turning up at the end, boyish and sweet.
“Zee zee why zee ex,” he mutters, then opens a map app on his phone, entering something. Instantly, the route is determined, and he peers at the screen.
“Two hours. We’ll need a car change, though.”
“Car change? What’s wrong with this one? It’s an upgrade from the van.” His eyes are sharp and cunning, but I can see exhaustion bearing down on his face. Cam has gone through so much in just a few short hours, all for me.
“What, you didn’t like the corpses? I thought they made great car air fresheners.”
My body tightens with fear.
“I—”
“I stole this. We’ll be on the cops’ radar soon.”
“Radar?”
“When a car is stolen, the person who owns it calls the cops. Then they put out an alert for other cops to search for the car and license plate.”
“Oooohhhhh.” I look out the window nervously.
“Exactly. We’re two hours away from our destination.”
“Where is it?”
“It’s better for you not to know.”
“Why?”
