"You will wish you didn't say that," Damon growled out, but I caught a flicker of pleased anticipation in his eyes. Before I could examine what it meant, he easily pulled me into his room and in one quick movement, he slammed the door shut.
The sound echoed throughout the room with finality. No one would disturb us now.
"Why? What are you going to do to me?" I raised an eyebrow challengingly.
My sense of self-preservation had left me and part of me wanted to see how far I could push him. He already slaughtered my pack, mated me, and I had new pack members who smelt my heat. What else could he do to torture me?
Besides, if I pushed him hard enough, I might cause him to snap and he might snap my neck, freeing me from this madness.
