"I... I will try to be fair to you. I will try to be a good mate."
"You mean you will force yourself to be a good mate to me while I watch you shower all your true feelings on your first mate. Do you want to save me or plan to torment me for the rest of my life?"
"I..."
"Enough!" Morpheus interrupted her. "I have heard enough. I do not need pity, especially not from a human. Save it for someone else."
"It's not pity..."
"Then it must be greed," he said.
"Greed?" she asked, disbelief coloring her voice.
"Just like those females who want all the powerful beasts as their mates, you must be greedy as well. Having Draven as your mate and then me, the two most powerful beasts as your mates, you would be the most powerful female in this kingdom."
Shaken by his words, Ember could say no more. She felt her willpower slipping away, unable to stand against his bitter words any longer.
