LIANA’S POV

I was still in shock. Still trying to process what Killian had just said.

Even as he tossed his keys to the valet and told me to follow him into the building, I was still in aplete daze.

We got to his office. He swiped his card, the doors opened, and he stepped inside while I followed, but my mind was still

stuck in the car.

Once inside, he threw his phone on the desk and loosened his tie like nothing just exploded between us.

“How did you knowb?/bb” /bI finally asked, my voice hoarse. “How did you know the baby Cynthia’s carrying isn’t yours? Isn’t she

byour /bwife?! Why the hell would she be pregnant for someone else while married to you?! Exin it, Killian. MAKE ME

UNDERSTAND.”

He looked right at me. Way too calm.

“Because I’m an Alpha.”

I stared at him like he’d lost his damn mind. “What the hell does that even mean?!”

b“/bIt means I can smell my pup. Just like I knew the first time I looked at Ryan. He’s mine. The way he moved. The bway /b

smelled. I knew. I felt it in my fucking bones. I didn’t need a test. I KNEW.”

he

I was shaking my head before he even finished. “You’re insane. You’re–what are you even saying? That you bpuppy/b–sensing powers now?!b” /b

have magic

He didn’t flinch. “It’s not magic. It’s instinct. You wouldn’t understand. bNot /byet.”

”

“TRY ME.b” /b

He sighed. b“/bbYou’ll /bunderstand in time.”

her. You picked her! bYou /bthrew me away like I didn’t fucking matter!”

“I didn’t-”

married

was

b“/bYES YOU DID!” I screamed. bMy /bvoice shook but I didn’t careb. /bb“/bYou married her. bYou /bBLATANTLY told me marrying her more important and you left. You didn’t even want to KNOW if I was okay. I remember it vividly Killian. bNow /byou wanna tell me byou /bbcan /b‘smell‘ that her pregnancy isn’t yoursb?!/bb” /b

He flinched. b“/bIt’s not blike /bthat.”

“Then how is it?! Make me understand! ‘Cause I must be missing something! How do byou /bgo from tossing me aside to now trying to ruin my whole lifeb? /bYou got me FIRED, you scared off bmy /bboyfriend, byou /bmade sure no one will hire me or rent to me. You want bto /bown me, control me, like I’m some fucking thing on your shelf!”

His jaw tensed. “I’m not trying to control byou/b.”

b“/bYes. You are!”

He stepped closer.

b“/bI’m not. I’m just trying to make everything right again.”

“Right?! You don’t have the right to say that!” I yelled. “You weren’t there when I needed you. You were too busy ying perfect husband to Cynthia while I was raising our child alone! Now you show up and expect to just–just what? im me

like a dog?!”

His eyes flickered, dark and dangerous. “Don’t. bDon’t /bpare me to that.”

“What should I call it then?! You’ve done nothing but take take take! iYo /i

want my job gone. GONE. You’re suffocating me, Killian! I’m not some thing you can just possess!”

bMy /b

home gone. bMy /bfreedom

He clenched his fists. “I was trying to fix it.”

“FIX IT?! You DESTROYED everything I had left! You want to be Ryan’s dad? Fine! BE HIS DAD! I won’t stop you. But what I

will NOT let happen is you trying to control MY life as if you own it. You were the one who told me that marrying Cynthia

bwas /bmore important when I BEGGED byou /bnot to. You have no right trying to own me now!”

“I have EVERY right!”

“Very delusional you are. Look Killian, you are NOTHING to me anymore! Nothing! We can’t be anything!”

He reached for me, but I shoved him off.

“Don’t TEST me Liana.” He growled.

“Or what?! You’ll do more damageb?! /bYou’ll fuck up the little pieces I still have?!” I snapped.

Reportant to you. While I’ll focus on the man who actually WANTS me. Who RESPECTS D

I turned to leave but he held my arm. His eyes filled with so much rage.

b“/bDon’t ever walk out on me when I’m still talking to you!” Killian growled, and in the next breath,

wall, hard. His body crashed into mine as if he’d been holding back for too long.

bon /bthe

woman who’s more

bwas /b

pinned to the office

His eyes were pitch ck. Soulless. As if there was nothing human left in him. Just possession. Obsession. Hunger.

b“/bAnd bdon’t /bbever /bmention another man again,” he growled again, lower this time, darker. “I don’t care if he’s waiting for you. I don’t care what promises he made byou/b. I own you Liana. Always remember that.”

“Kiilian leave me!” I gasped, trying to shove him off, but it was like pushing against a brick wall.

b“/bYou want to y tough, huh? Then I’ll show you just how tough I can be.”

He yanked my skirt up in one swift motionb. /bbMy /bthighs clenched on instinct, but it didn’t matter. His hand slid between them as if it belonged there, as if he owned it.

His fingers rubbed my clit and I hissed, arching. “You’re bwet /bfor me.b” /b

“No,” I gasped, shaking my head as I tried to twist bout /bof his grip. bMy /bhands pushed his chest, but nothing moved. “Stop it,

Killian!”

But he was already gone.

It was as if something else had taken over. Like the man I knew had vanished and left behind this bbeast/b. This darker version of him More primal. More violent.

His eyes didn’t blink as he tore my panties in one brutal brip/bb, /bthen yanked my blouse bopen/b. bMy /bbra was next, his mouthtched onto my breast with a possessive growl.

shoved up

while

He sucked hard, like he was trying to mark me, to own me.

I cried out “Killian, stop! This is too much!”

But he didn’t stop.

His fingers returned to my cunt, sliding through my folds before he shoved two fingers inside me. I cried out in pain and surprise, my back hitting the cold wall.

Still, he didn’t speak.

Matchp

I squirmed, tried to fight him, but he caught my wrists mid–air and pinned them above my head. He pressed his forehead to

mine, breathing hard.

“I own this body,” he said. “Every part of this body belongs to me. I own every breath you take. Every moan you drop from this wet little cunt is mine.”

I whimpered.

He pulled his fingers out of me and brought them to his mouth. He licked them slow.

“Sweet,” he muttered.

Then he unbuckled his pants.

make. Every

He shoved them down just enough and then grabbed me by the waist, spinning me to face the wall. bMy /bcheek pressed against the cold wall while he lined himself up.

“Killian-”

?????? ?????

He thrust in.

One brutal push.

I screamed. bMy /bnails scraped the wall. My legs shookb. /b

But he didn’t stop.

He pounded into me again and again. His hands gripping my waist.

“You think byou /bcan belong to another manb?/b” he hissed. “You think you can give this body to someone else when I’ve already

imed it?b” /b

“Please… stop…”

But he only went harder.

His hand moved to my throat. “Tell me you’re mine.b” /b

“Killian… please…”

“Say it.”

“Never! I’ll never be yours!b” /b

His pace got harder.

“You belong to meb!/bb” /b

“I belong to NO ONE!”

“Fine Then I’ll fuck the denial out of you.”

“Killian Stop itb!/b”

b3/4 /b

“I own byou/bb. /bNo matter what lies you tell yourself. No matter who you think you love. This body knows me. This heart still

beats for me. And I’ll remind byou /bevery fucking day until you ept it.”

He fucked me harder.

When he came, it was with a growl so deep it rattled through me.

Then he pulled out, fixed his pants, and turned me to face him.

His hands cradled my face gently now.

“Mine.” He kissed my forehead. “I’ll destroy any man who thinks otherwise.”

b“/bYou’re a monster!”

“Then love the monster. ‘Cause he’s the only one who’ll ever touch you again.”

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