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“It’s futile. You are mine.”

“I belong to no one.”

“Wrong.”

She found herself facing the huge male that somehow seemed to tower over her and surround her from all sides. Mer shook, her breath coming shorter and shorter.

“Let me go!”

“Don’t you know? There is no escape.” He grinned. “Try not to die.”

He slammed his head into hers. The world went fuzzy and turned black. Before Mer lost consciousness, she heard him whisper, “The Warlord promised me a beautiful bride. Let’s just hope you learn your place quickly.”