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Vix understood exactly what he was saying because it was the same thing she kept wondering about herself. She wouldn’t fall apart the same way he would, but the glass would shatter into tiny pieces she’d never be able to find again.

There was only one thing that she could give him.

Vix slid her hands down his back, dipping them under his sweatpants. Her claws dug into his ass when he growled, pressing him harder against her.

“Whatever pieces you lose, you can replace with mine,” she managed, pressing her cheek to his when he scraped his teeth against her skin. “Cut them from my body if you have to. I don’t care.”

His growl turned into a deep groan and it made her lose her fucking mind to hear himwanther.

Her claws shredded through his pants, and her magic did the rest, disintegrating them completely without once harming his body. The shock of his bare skin against hers was almost enough to overwhelm the sensation of his hot dick against her throbbing pussy.

A small whimper escaped her and Vix tried to get closer to him, but Mylo wrapped his hand around her throat again, pinning her to the bed as he watched her writhe beneath him.

For a second, Vix could almost see hell in his eyes.

“I still don’t trust you, kitten, but I’m going to fuck you until youbleed,” he snarled softly.

Oh, fuck yes, please—yes, fuck me so hard you breakbonesso I’ll never forget.

Her eyes stung again, but she didn’t care.

Mylo’s sharp edges were finally going to cut her into pieces and make her into somethingnew.

Chapter 20

Mylo

His lips peeled back in a silent snarl when he couldn’t scent her desire despite the way his kitten thrashed beneath him, so wild with need her eyes practically lit up the whole fucking room.

Between the two of them, even a human would be able to see despite the lack of light.

Evidently, it didn’t matter that she possessed no scent, Mylo could still feel the thread between them after she’dforcedhim to, which he couldn’t fucking stand. It only made him hate her more.

It didn’t seem to matter that he hated her though because all he could trulyfeelwas the thirst. Mylo still wanted to feast on every mark she’d carved into her body.

The way he craved her didn’t make any rational sense.

His feral kitten had told him he washers– that she wanted him even if he didn’t want her.

She really was a breathtaking,monstrouslittle thing, wasn’t she?

Vix was damaged in a way that even he couldn’t fully understand.

Mylo had spent years and years being experimented on, nothing but a plaything to those people.

The entire time he’d been there, people would come and go. They never left alive, and the things that had been done to them…he’d been so sure he’d seen every horror that could possibly exist.

If not him, then where he’d found Rune.

But that place was a little different. It had been more of a menagerie where people could come andcollectwhat they couldn’t find on their own. The torture done there couldn’t hold a candle to what Mylo had experienced.

Rune had been a special case though, and that still wasn’t anything like what he was seeing beneath him.

His feral vixen could shatter his wrist and make sure he didn’t feel a single flicker of pain. It was truly horrifying how much agony she suffered if he took into consideration his, hers, and Rune’s—exactly how much she could endure?

It bothered him.

What would his monster do with a creature like this? Would he torture her just because he could? Would he make her feel unimaginable pain just to see exactly how much she could take? Maybe he would endlessly search for her threshold and force her to endure even more pain than she already had to.

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