"Get up, clean this up, and make lunch!" He ordered annoyed.
Ravina got out of bed keeping her mouth shut. She was already getting the signs and perhaps she should think of it more carefully now that she had more information.
Breedmate? Perhaps her desire for revenge had been so strong she actually thought she could stay here and endure being this man's breedmate. As if she wasn't in enough distress already.
'Being my wife will not be a task you will have to endure.' Ares voice echoed in her mind.
She took a deep breath and blocked that part of her mind.
It was one thing to endure being a wife and another to be a breedmate. Malachi himself was part of her nightmares and her childhood fears. After almost a century of causing terror, that was just how she saw him.
