Each thread seemed to mock him, taunt him with a future he wanted no part in. He dragged his gaze back up to meet hers, a low, bitter laugh bubbling up in his throat, raw and full of contempt.
"You're out of your mind," he growled, the words barely contained. "You really think I'd put this on? You've gone completely insane," he spat, the insult curling off his tongue with venom. His fists clenched at his sides, his whole body taut with the urge to lash out.
Her smirk only grew wider. She leaned closer, tilting her head with a mock look of pity, her voice laced with derision. "You sound just like your father," she sneered. "He said the exact same words before… well, before he met the fate I decided for him." Her gaze never wavered, every word driving her power deeper into his chest, each a nail hammering down his resistance.
