I swallowed again and shook my head.
"No," I said.
I was trembling, scared of him now.
He looked like he was going to kill at any mont from now on.
"You were poisoned." He said.
I stopped and stared at him blankly.
I knew that they didn’t like in his pack, but to think that they would poison , too?
But how?
Then I rembered the bread that had been served to .
"Your food was poisoned." He said. "You could have died."
My heartbeat raced.
That ant I couldn’t even eat.
Then it occurred to . If I was poisoned, then that ant that everything else was poisoned, and the guard had eaten my cheese.
My heart fluttered.
What about him?
"What about the guard?" I asked quickly.
"What about the guard?" He asked .
I swallowed. "He took the cheese that was in the tray for and ate it. The other didn’t really get to like it. If I was poisoned, then that ant that he was too."
Xaden just blinked at .
"You have to do sothing," I begged. "He would die."
I couldn’t let soone die because of .
"Aren’t you happy that your enemy is dying?" He asked . "If it were you, they would be happy."
I shook my head. "No one deserves to die, regardless of anything."
He just looked at .
"He is a wolf who can shift," Xaden replied. "It doesn’t matter. The wolfsbane would probably knock him out, but he would be fine."
I took a deep breath of relief to know that they would be fine.
"You were brought here and treated by a healer. This is the second ti this has happened." He said it, sounding annoyed, and I felt ashad of myself.
"I’m sorry for inconveniencing you," I said. "I don’t have any money to pay the healer. But I’ll look for a way to raise it."
He just stared at .
I knew that healers were paid for their services.
Even Urma back ho had been paid for her services, regardless of the fact that she lived in the pack.
It was a tradition.
"What if I told you that you would pay for it now?" He asked .
I looked back up at him, unsure of what to say.
"I don’t have any money," I said.
His face was grim, malicious, and suspicious, filled with revenge.
"There are other ways you can pay for the services I gave you for free." He said.
Did he an with my body?
I wondered if he was still going to sleep with . Since the day he took , I wondered if he would again.
But he had shown no signs of doing so.
He had instead ignored .
And here I was in his bed, unclad, with him, demanding services paid for my treatnt from the healer.
"You were the one who offered to pay for the treatnt." He said. "Not ."
I swallowed.
How would I get to pay him? Truly?
Then he looked down at my chest, and I could feel his eyes gazing over my breasts.
I unconsciously took my hands over my chest.
But then he pushed it aside, and I held my breath.
He pulled down the fur blanket and looked at my breasts.
I wanted to take my hands over them again, but he stopped , and his onyx eyes glowed over .
He pushed my hand down on the bed, and then I was forced to lie down.
His dark eyes were peering over in raw and savage primal hunger.
I closed my eyes when I rembered what had happened the last ti.
How he had forced himself on .
I felt myself tense as his body moved over mine, and a sudden bolt of electricity ca over .
I tried to struggle, but he kept firm under him.
I began to shake so much, expecting him to inflict the pain he had earlier on .
I knew that he was my Alpha, and he had taken captive, and I could not refuse him.
Even if I did, he would still take .
But I still didn’t want him.
Flashes of how much my thighs hurt clouded my mind, and then I shook in fear.
But the strangest thing happened.
His head went down over my breasts and took a lick at my nipple.
I froze at the sensation.
The first ti had been so painful; how he had groped my breasts had hurt awfully.
But this was different.
Why was he different?
He took my nipple in his mouth and nibbled on it. A soft gasp escaped my lips.
And then he took the entire nipple in his mouth and sucked.
I felt my hands rise as if they would pull my fingers through his hair.
But then his hands still held my hands up above my head.
He sucked on the nipple, put the entire breast in his mouth, and I found myself not crying but rather gasping.
Bolts of electricity fired through my body, and a sudden hunger overca .
He took off one hand and secured both hands with a single hand, and then his fingers went down in between my legs.
My eyes widened.
But when his fingers dove in, they moved at a perfect pace.
He massaged it, and my legs began to shake and quiver.
There was sothing odd, as my legs felt damp.
I didn’t understand what was happening or why my sensation was different.
And it dawned on that I was desiring more.
His fingers moved softly in between my legs, and I wept in pleasure.
His lips sucked on my breasts, and then his finger dipped into the valley between my legs and abandoned just massaging them.
I scread in shock.
And then his finger rolled in and began to move fast.
Why wasn’t I suffering? Why wasn’t I in pain?
And then his onyx eyes looked up at and glowed.
When he saw , as our eyes made contact, he stopped.
It was as if whatever had co over him had gone in a split second, and he was back to normal.
What I saw in his eyes was now hate.
He rose to his feet and stord out towards the door.
He pulled at it, but it didn’t budge, and then he pulled it again and rippled the handle off the door.
I gasped, and then he stord out of the room, leaving alone and confused.
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