Savannah charged at him, and this time she was too fast for Bjorn to detect. That's when she gave him another sla.sh of the divine dagger over his chest, making a clean cut.
“We are mates!” He said bitterly, covering the new wound with his fingers.
“No. We're not!” She replied without hesitation. “I'd rather die than be your mate!”
The words hurt him more than the dagger did, but it wasn't enough for her. He could see it in her eyes as she lifted her hand to try to kill him again. He’d had enough of this. She had to be contained!
He caught her wrist this time and overpowered her easily, bringing her closer.
“It’s over!” he roared, shaking her roughly, hoping that she’d return to her senses.
However, it only made the princess sneer.
“Bjorn, Bjorn, Bjorn,” she whispered and clicked he
