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most powerful
beings she had come across, and they were right before her, telling her
everything she didn’t want to hear.
    “You killed the male who did this to you?” Erak
lifted his hand and gestured to her. She nodded because her throat was suddenly
so tight and dry. He stared at her, his violet eyes so piercing she couldn’t
seem to hold his gaze for long. A muscle under his jaw ticked, as if he was
angry at her words. “Good.”
    That certainly wasn’t what she expected him to say.
He took another step closer. The smirk he gave her made her think of an
arrogant male, and whatever he was thinking about had her insides tightening.
She could only imagine what they were. He may set her blood on fire with just a
look, as did Genet and Raimi, but she couldn’t be theirs, ever. And that was
exactly what his expression spoke of.
    “ Fallina .” His
eyes dipped down to her lips, and she couldn’t help but lick them. This wasn’t
her, to melt for a male with just a look, to want their hands on her when she
should be running away from the possessive gleam in their eyes. “You’re so
strong, yet so fragile.” Erak’s voice was low, his eyes still on her mouth.
“You’re ours, Luna.” She looked over at Raimi and Genet, and at least they had
the decency to look wary, like they knew Erak was going too far.
    “I am not a possession.” One of his dark eyebrows arched
at the last part. She meant to sound fierce, but her voice had come out soft.
    “I never claimed you to be a possession. I told you
that you’re our mate, and that is not something we take lightly.” He let his
eyes travel up and down her body, and a shiver ran up her spine. “We tended to
you because it was our desire, need, and duty as your mates to care for you,
and we couldn’t have done it any other way.” He took a determined step toward
her. “We will watch over you, care for you, and treat you like the treasure you
are.” He lifted his hand and brushed the very tip of his finger along her bare
shoulder. A shiver raced up her spine at that very gentle touch. “Luna, tell me
what I want to hear, surrender this one thing to me and I promise you, we all
do, that everything will be okay. Just give us what we want, what we gave,
little one.”
    She couldn’t hear past the pounding in her ears. “And
what is it that you want?”
    He stared into her eyes, and she watched in awe as
the violet irises appeared to spark to life, becoming a rare crystal of intensity
and power. “Your submission. Your
acceptance. But most of all … your trust.” His words could have been so
sweet and she would have melted right then over them, but the way he said them,
as if he had no doubt she would just accept what they said, didn’t set well
with her.
    “I just escaped from a life of servitude, and don’t
have any intentions of belonging to anyone but myself.”
    The bastard smirked at her, actually smirked. He
took a step back, and she couldn’t help how her eyes widened when she saw how
aroused he was. His erection was huge as it pressed against his leather pants. She
had just told him she didn’t belong to anyone, yet he was still aroused.
    “Erak, you’re pushing her. Ease up, brother.”
Genet’s voice was calm, but Erak just grinned broader.
    “Genet, I am what I am, and I am who I am. And the
sooner our mate realizes that, the better.”
    “Erak, she is still healing, and the things you’re
saying—” Erak held up his hand and stopped Raimi from finishing. “Luna, is what
I’m saying making you uncomfortable?”
    Was
it? She was uncomfortable, but it wasn’t because he was directing those statements
at her, but because she was feeling her body betray her from hearing them. The
corner of his mouth kicked up, and she knew she wouldn’t have to answer,
because he knew.
    “You see, Luna, your body knows that you were born
to be our mate, even if your mind is having trouble realizing that right now.”   He smiled, his straight white teeth