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“You own me,” I whimper.

“Fuck that,” Peri says. “Louder!”

His other hand presses at my ass, driving that plug into me harder. I gasp.

“You own me!” I cry out. “I am yours! I am nothing without you!”

He stuffs the panties back into my mouth. He then rips the cloth from my head, exposing my face. I look into the eyes of the other voice I heard and see a look of twisted anger.

“Annika?”

My eyes shift to the left a little as I stand there, feeling so vulnerable and used and…

My father is staring at me.

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Yeah.

I fucking claimed her.

At this point, what fucking choice did I have? I can’t kill her.

Redemption.

And I refuse to just hand her off to her father. I need more time so I can figure out what’s really going on. Plus, there are rules theLegionmust follow.

Luc wants to slit my throat right now. He wants to drown me in theblessed watersin front of him. End my life in the water where my claimed one has just been essentially baptized.

I’ve chosen her and through that process she is now entitled to certain protections. And not just from me. Luc cannot kill her without my permission.

Only I can bring her to thePergand only I can ask Luc to have theLegionvote on her death. That’s my ticket to freedom, if I ever choose to use it.

As far as Annika goes, her eyes are focused on her father’s face.

Holom has removed his mask. That’s a bigno-noin thePerg.

Annika is now realizing a lot at once.

I have to give credit to her, the look on her face tells me that she has been telling the truth all along. She knows nothing of her father. Nothing of thePerg. Nothing of theLegion. She has done nothing wrong.

And now I own her. I control her. Every aspect of her life is in my hands.

Luc turns his head and looks at Holom.

“You’ve exposed yourself during a ceremony,” Luc says.

Fuck.

My jaw tightens. I want to take Annika by the hand and warn her but I have to keep my powerful presence intact and well known. I use my left hand and I grab her wet hair. My lips get very close to her right ear.

“Watch what happens when you don’t respect…”

Three masked men attack Annika’s father. One stun gun and two sets of brass knuckles.

They’re smart about it. They never touch his face. But they beat the living shit out of Holom, taking him to the ground, pounding on his ribs and his back with the brass knuckles. The stun gun is used on his lower stomach, upper back, and behind his legs.