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“Don’t hurt him. He’s all I have. He’s my child. Maybe you don’t give a shit but if you hurt him, I will find some way to kill you! Do you hear me?”

The alien looked at me just like Tory had earlier. Then the amusement returned, his eyes dancing like firecrackers. “I will not hurt him.”

Was I supposed to be reassured? Hog-fucking-wash.

“Maybe you don’t have pets in your world, but Thor is my companion. Just let him go.” I rubbed my fist against my pajamas, suddenly feeling more self-conscious than I had before.

“Thor. You enjoy mythology.”

Now we were having a conversation? His question caught me off guard. “Um. Yes. A hobby of mine. That’s why I called you Zeus.”

“He looks nothing like me.”

I know I opened my mouth at least twice before I could respond. “Maybe not. I was thinking more about his power and strength. Look. I have things to do so it was nice meeting you, whoever you are. Thank you for saving my life and for… some fascinating sex. But I’m going to stay here and enjoy my life.”

He cocked his head. “No longer. Not possible. We are supposed to be together, mate.”

Mate.

I loathed the word.

“Not happening. I’m a human.”

“Yes, you are.” He made it sound disgusting. “We will work it out.”

Uh-huh. That was it. I wasn’t interested in playing games any longer.

“Work it out? Here’s the thing. You can’t tell me what to do, Zeus boy. I’m not going anywhere with you.” I swung the knife back and forth, moving from foot to foot. I wasn’t entirely certain what the hell I was doing, but he wasn’t taking me anywhere. Over my dead body.

Without any hesitation or issue, he snatched the weapon out of my hand, pitching it behind him, the blade sticking into the wall.

“You bastard!” I lunged toward him, able to smack my fists against his chest. He grabbed my wrists, yanking me off the floor as if I weighed nothing. This was nothing more than a nightmare.

“Stop, little human. I do not want you hurt.”

I was out of options and sighed. When he let me down, I backed away, folding my arms.

Then he sniffed Thor. What was he going to do, eat the puppy? Hell. This wasn’t going well. He moved to the box of toys and I cringed, glancing toward the open door. What good was it going to do me to race down the stairs? He obviously could break through time and space barriers. When he picked up the tawse, twisting it in his hand, I could feel all the blood drain out of me.

“You sucked my blood. Didn’t you? I mean you bit me like a vampire would do.”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

He cocked his head as if trying to figure out how to answer.

“Because I craved tasting you. Because I had to know if my assumptions were correct,” he answered, snapping his wrist, the sound of the leather whooshing through the air forcing a sharp cry from my throat. When he nodded then attached the whip to something on his uniform, I cringed inside.

“Your assumptions? What does that mean? Is this about the damn fantasy and the promise you made then? Of course it is. My destiny.”

“I had to know if you were the one. Destiny. Preordained.”

Preordained, my ass. Things were getting out of hand. Had he been talking to my mother?

“Um, whoever you are. I’m not going anywhere with you. Seriously. Please just leave before things get ugly.” Things went from bad to worse when he held up the handcuffs, twirling them in the light. Why did they have to sparkle? The butt plug was next and all I could think about was seeing Skyler while he’d been shoving it into the redhead’s asshole.

My head ached, my mind a fuzzy mess.

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