YOU CAN’T SPEND YOUR LIFE AMONG ANIMALS WITHOUT BECOMING ONE.
Here on these streets, there is no room for the weak. Jayna didn’t summon me into her life, but I’m here now and I’m not going anywhere.
She gave me one hell of a ride, and now I can’t get her curves off my mind.
But when the demons in my life went after her, something in me snapped.
I’m putting them all in the ground.
And then I’m putting a ring on her finger.
A kid in her belly.
And making her mine.
I didn’t have to help him, but I did, and now he thinks he owns me.
Maybe that’s what I wanted all along: to be owned. Devoured.
His savagery should have him in a cage, but his command of my body is something more primitive than I can understand
And when he pierces me with his eyes.
His scarred, muscular body crushing against mine.
I can’t help hearing his words, rumbling in my ear: