She wanted to shake off his hands, but the pain was still rippling through her body, and she quickly found herself weakened by it.
Bjorn kneeled right behind her, sliding his palms over her arms and waist to get a better grip on her. Savannah was shaking in his arms, and this was just the effect he wanted to see.
"I heard that killing your own mate is the worst," he whispered into her ear, his hot breath burning her sensitive skin. "I am sorry you had to go through this, but no worries, you are in good hands now."
"No!" She desperately tried to push him away, but he held her in place. "You did this! You did… all of this!"
"Yes and no," he cooed, rocking her slightly. "I warned you before, Savannah. I gave you a chance to save your brother or your sister-in-law. You didn't listen!"
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