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“You’re mine,” he states simply, “to do whatever I want with.”
“You sound likehim!” I hiss, wondering if I’ve made a very fucking big mistake.
Colton stiffens, his brow furrowing as he contemplates my words. But there’s no sudden reaction, no explosion of anger—instead, he grins.
He fucking grins at me.
“Is that what you think?”
I bite my lip. I know saying he’s like his father is too much...but he has to know he can’t dominate me. “You can’t control me. You don’t own me, Colton; you barely fucking know me.”
Colton laughs, his grip loosening on my throat as he moves closer. “What don’t I know about you, Mary?”
I stagger back and fall to the floor, and he gazes down at me, his eyes filling with a lust and darkness I want to run and hide from.
In fact, fuck it, I’m running.
I’ve seen what a predator looks like before he strikes, and I’m not being Colton’s prey.
I scramble to my feet, heart pounding in my chest like a wild beast desperate to escape a cage. Colton’s gaze follows me, predatory and calculating. I take a step back, then another, my breaths coming in ragged, uneven gasps. The woods behind me beckon, offering a sanctuary from the storm that is Colton Blackwood.
“Mary,” he growls, his voice a thunderous warning. “Don’trun from me.”
But I can’t stay. I can’t face the darkness in his eyes, the possessiveness that threatens to consume me. I turn and bolt, my feet carrying me deeper into the woods, away from the cabin, away from him.
The forest swallows me whole. Branches whip at my face and arms, but I barely feel the sting. Adrenaline courses through my veins, fueling my muscles, pushing me forward.
Behind me, I hear Colton’s heavy footsteps, his ragged breathing. He’s chasing me, a hunter pursuing his prey. Panic surges, and I force my legs to move faster, my lungs to pull in more air.
“Mary!” His voice echoes through the woods, a harsh, demanding sound that sends a shiver down my spine. “You can’t outrun me!”
I know he’s right. He’s bigger, stronger, faster. But I can’t stop. I won’t. I have to keep moving, keep fighting.
I dart around a tree, my heart leaping into my throat as I realize I’ve come to a dead end. A steep ravine yawns before me, the ground dropping away sharply. I skid to a halt at the edge, my toes kicking up dirt and pebbles that tumble down into the void.
Colton’s footsteps slow behind me, his breaths coming in heavy, ragged gasps. I turn to face him, my back to the ravine, my heart pounding in my chest.
He stops a few feet away, his chest heaving, his eyes wild. Sweat glistens on his brow, and his hair is a disheveled mess. He looks every bit the predator I know him to be.
“You can’t escape me, Mary,” he says, his voice rough with exertion and something else. Something darker. “You’re mine.”
I shake my head, my breath hitching in my chest. “You don’t own me, Colton. You can’t control me.”
He takes a step closer, his eyes never leaving mine. “I can. And I will.”
I feel the ground shift beneath my feet. I take a step back, my heel slipping on the loose dirt.
Colton’s eyes widen, and he lunges forward, his hand reaching out to grab me.
“You stupid fucking bitch!” he yells, dragging me back from the edge. I’m shaking, adrenaline and fear coursing through my veins like wildfire. Colton’s grip on my arm is like a vice, his fingers digging into my flesh. His eyes bore into mine, a mix of anger, relief, and that unsettling possessiveness that makes my stomach churn. “You almost got yourself killed,” he growls, hisbreathing coming in ragged pants. “Is that what you want, Mary? To die just to get away from me?”
I try to wrench my arm free, but his grip is unyielding. “Let go of me, Colton!” I shout, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and defiance. “You’re hurting me!”
His eyes flash, and for a moment, I think he’s going to refuse. But then his grip loosens, just enough for me to yank my arm away. I stumble back, rubbing the bruised skin, my eyes never leaving his.
“You’re out of control,” I hiss, my voice shaking. “You can’t just chase me down and...and claim me like some kind of animal!”
Colton’s jaw clenches, his eyes darkening. “I told you, Mary. I won’t let you go. Not even if it means chasing you to the ends of the earth.”
