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“Why would I want your disgusting humans? The only reason I’d do such a thing would be to piss you off, after seeing how obsessed with them you are.”

“I’m not obsessed.”

“Clearly,” I scoff.

“Are you behind all the missing humans?”

“What? I do enough killing every day, and it doesn’t involve some measly humans.”

“Lots of dark elves have human fetishes. I didn’t say you were killing them, I asked if you’re taking them.”

“And why would I do such a thing?”

“I don’t know. To use them for your own filthy desires. I don’t give a fuck. Just answer the question.”

“No, I’m not taking any humans.” I roll my eyes. “If I were, you’d know.”

“Don’t.”

“I already made it clear that I have no interest in doing so.”

He narrows his eyes at me for a moment before returning his gaze to the street ahead.

“Leave then,” he mutters.

I grab him and push him into the wall. Before he can do anything, I have my bow drawn with an arrow pointing between his eyes.

“I think you’ve forgotten what I’m capable of, big brother. I could kill you right here, and no one would even know. You have no power over me, no right to tell me what to do. You will not boss me around or tell me where I can or cannot go. Understand?”

I don’t wait for him to answer. In fact, I’m gone before he can even open his mouth.

“Fucking cunt,” I swear to myself.

If Kaisax is this obsessed with the humans in Lowtown, then I definitely need to keep a closer eye on Brielle. Especially since he was lurking outside of the factory she works in.

He probably already knows who she is. And the anger that spreads inside of me at that fact makes me want to turn around and rip his head off. I don’t care if he doesn’t like me here. I’m going to protect Brielle no matter what. The humans here might be his, butsheis mine.

My blood is boiling as I stalk into the woods, finding my way back to the tree I left the collar on. I try to calm myself down by picturing Brielle in nothing but that collar, and it almost works. Almost.

The collar is still here.

I scan the ground in front of and leading up to the tree in the direction Brielle would have been approaching it from. Thank the gods that it rained last night because the ground is still muddy enough for me to see clear footprints leading to and from the tree.

So she did see it… and she decided not to take it. What the fuck? If I thought I was angry before, now I’mreallyangry.

She does not get to defy me. If I want her to wear this collar, then she will. If she wants to reject that, then I will have to make her. She does not have free will here, not with me.

I snatch the collar off of the tree and stalk further into the woods. My brave girl needs to be taught a lesson about who owns her. She needs to know how serious I am about that.

This collar is a symbol to me and anyone else that she is mine. It means that no one can touch her but me. She does not have a say in that. She will obey me, no matter what.

And I don’t care what I have to do to make her realize that. To make her submit.

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BRIELLE

“Skye!” I call, clicking my tongue as I step out from between the trees. I’m purposefully ignoring looking at the trunks as I slip through the forest.

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