Damien pinned Freya against the wall, holding her arms above her head using only one of his. Of course his claws were out, and digging into her skin, preventing her from squirming because it hurt her too much.
"You know, my mate, it would've been so much easier for me to stay away from you if you just weren't so damn pretty," Damien growled, his red, gleaming eyes sending shivers down Freya's spine. "You're my mate. You'll prove to be a weakness for me. I can't have real feelings for you. And that's why I'll take this beauty away from you. Slowly and gradually."
Damien's free hand reached to her waist as Freya stood there crying, and begging to him, even screaming. There was a loud tearing sound and Freya felt an extremely sharp pain, spreading through her entire back. She opened her mo
