EMBER’S POV
“You actually thought I’d let you out?” I manage between waves of genuine amusement. “You thought your pathetic little performance would work on me? After everything?”
The mask rips apart completely.
“You f*****g bitch.” The words come out low and vicious, dripping with venom. “You stupid f*****g w***e. You think this changes anything? You think spreading your legs for that Lycan mutt makes you something other than the pathetic omega I scraped off my shoe?”
“Keep talking.” I’m still smiling, still crouched before his cage, completely and utterly unafraid in a way that seems to infuriate him more than anything else. “Tell me more about how pathetic I am. While you’re locked in a cage. In a basement. With your face rotting off your skull.”
“I’ll ALWAYS own you.” He slams his
