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“Why did you fuck a male who wasn’t your betrothed?” he snarled, white knuckles gripping his knees.
“I didn’t know about you!” I yelled.
“So, would you have fucked him if you had known about me?” His voice carried a hint of violence that I blatantly ignored.
“Yes, because I love him, and he is my mate.”
Ruslan was on me in an instant, trapping me beneath him, hands holding my shoulders in place while his hips pinned mine. His lips were on my ear, and each enunciated word was punctuated with his hot breath on its sensitive outer shell.
“He. Is. Not. Your. Mate.”
When he pulled back, he vibrated with barely restrained rage. I bared my teeth, my will to fight rising to the surface. I was not a victim, and I would never be again. Ruslan was too wild to notice the white magic I called into my balled fist. I shifted my left shoulder from beneath his hand, and as he slipped toward the ground, I slammed my magic-coated fist into his jaw. His body sounded like a rockslide as he hit the floor of the wagon,and without hesitation, I leaped on top of him, pinning his hands to the floor with white magic cuffs.
His fury was a kick of spice, and smoke spilled from his nostrils as he assessed his vulnerable position. My confidence wavered as the smoke thickened, and he freed himself with one easy movement, capturing my back with his hands and flipping us so he was on top once more.
“I told you once, and I will tell you again,” he purred, dropping his mouth to my ear. “I like when they fight back.” He ground his hips into me as if to prove his point, and I felt every inch of his length between us.
Then he stood, his erection on full display against his leather pants, and watched me with a hunter’s gaze as I shrank against the opposite wall on the pile of furs.
“You feel this pull between us, just like I do.”
I opened my mouth to speak, but he cut me off. “Don’t deny it, my sprite. I can smell you.”
My teeth clacked shut, and I forced myself to close my eyes, to ignore his presence, so that I could recenter myself.
But he wasn’t having it. “I bet Kazimir told you many things that aren’t true. Did he tell you how awful your father – sorry, King Zalan – was to his people?”
My eyes snapped open, then narrowed on the male, and an impish, knowing smirk played across his lips. “King Zalan was awful, and horrible to me when I arrived at Este Castle,” I said.
“According to that group you traveled with, yes. And maybe him promising you to me before you were born was bad, but it happens more often than not with royal children,” he shrugged.
I crossed my arms over my chest before deigning to respond. “He promised my mate to another right in front of me, knowing how we felt about each other.”
“Because you were already promised to me, and he knew I was coming to collect you,” Ruslan reminded me.
“He also forced my mother to marry him. And then when she found her mate, he forced them to fuck in front of him! All so he could have more power for himself,” I added. In that moment, I realized my mother and I were alike, both forced into a position from which there was no escape.
How did you say no to a male that insisted on having you?
No matter how hard I trained, I knew that my size and my sex were disadvantages against any male. Only my magic leveled the playing field.
“Your mother and her mate would have fucked like that regardless. The only twisted part of that situation is that he wanted to watch. He always was a kinky bastard.” He covered an amused twitch of his lips with his tattooed hand.
“But I could tell people were afraid of him when I got to Este Castle. There was definitely a camp of sycophants and a camp of realists.” My defense sounded weaker and weaker the more I spoke.
“You’ll find that no matter what realm you’re in.” He dismissed my argument with a wave of his hand.
Was I wrong to think that King Zalan was an egotistical and terrorizing monarch?No, I knew that was the case, and nothing would shake that belief.
“Did Kazimir tell you that you would make a much better queen? Did he encourage you to explore options to take the throne by force?”
His words were like a punch to the gut – because Kazimir had told me I’d be a better queen, even helped me plan to take the throne.
“Did you ever stop to think that he was using you for his own gain?” Ruslan murmured, his voice dropping as what I thought I knew came crashing down around me.
“How do I know that you aren’t doing the same right now?” I challenged, but there was no bite to my words.
“When have I lied to you?”
