Rejected (Shadow Beast Shifters, #1)(36)

I dreamt about sex, had a vibrator, and was actively participating in my own sexuality. Just usually alone.

Wait a freaking minute!

I needed my vibrator. Had that room of needs figured that out when it had been clothing me?

Otherwise, I was going to have to find a chick friend here and get the lowdown on what this place was capable of. As cool as Gaster seemed, he was too much of a rule follower for me.

I liked to live in the grey sectors of life.

Shadow was halfway down the never-ending library, so I picked up the pace, racing after him.

Last thing I wanted to do was piss him off when option one of “being murdered” was still on the table.

Putting my head down, I sprinted, only noticing at the last moment that he’d stopped. Careening to the side, I managed to avoid him, even as one of the tables caught my hip and I winced. Not that the sharp bite would last long now that I’d released my full shifter strength.

Shadow crowded into me, and I was suddenly no longer concerned about my smarting hip.

“You’ve not begged or cried once,” he said, his voice softer than usual. “The few shifters who fall into my world are never calm.”

This was the second time he’d been confused by my lack of deferential fear toward him.

“I begged and cried for years in my pack,” I told him, my humor fading. “It made no difference.

I’ve come to realize that when someone is stronger and more powerful than you, and you are at their mercy, begging and crying does nothing except give them some sort of sick gratification. I won’t build up bullies any longer. They get nothing from me.”

His eyes flashed with those flames, and in an almost calming manner, Inky snaked out to wrap around its master.

“You will learn to fear me,” he murmured, and I had little doubt he was right.

He walked away again, and I followed this time without pause. He took a sharp right toward a large, cherry red, hand-carved wood door. “This is where you will sleep,” he informed me. “Do not search for my quarters. I will kil—”

“Kill me, yeah, got it.”

Heat slammed into me, scorching my bare skin, and not for the first time, I wished I hadn’t been born with such a smart mouth.

“I’ll submit,” I said, throwing my arms up to cover and protect my face from the scorching fire.

“Submit,” he rumbled.

This motherfucker.

His power forced me to my knees, and I felt his fucking satisfaction. He’d get nothing else from me, though. I was forged through years of fire as hot as what he was throwing my way, and whatever game he was playing, I’d play along. But only on the most superficial of levels. Eventually, he’d let his guard down. Eventually, whatever this bullshit was would come to an end.

When that happened, it would be my time to shine.

“Who is your master?” Shadow Beast asked, stepping closer to me.

Everything inside responded to him, a molten burn starting low in my body as his energy fused with my own. “You are,” I bit out.

“You will not betray me.”

“I will not betray you.”

He was so close now, and I could not tear my eyes from his flaming irises, mesmerizing as they locked me in place.

“I own you now, Sunshine, and I will punish any and all insubordination.”

With that, an unearthly howl rang out through his library, followed by a strong gust of wind that slammed me back into the door. It hurt, but not as much as my hip, and for a shifter, it was nothing. It had been Shadow’s warning, and I knew he could truly destroy me if he chose.

Also, had he just called me “Sunshine”? Had he heard Jaxson call me “Sunny” back in Torma? Or was it just a coincidence…?

Either way, I felt decidedly unnerved by what had just happened.

He’d exerted his will over me and I’d been at his mercy.





20

Shadow Beast left as quickly as he’d arrived, and I was ushered into my room by Inky, all the while trying to figure out what the fuck was happening.

To say I was confused would be a major understatement.

Confused had been back in Torma trying to figure out how the Shadow Beast himself had blessed a union between me and that self-centered motherfucker of a future alpha. I mean, what the hell had I done wrong in my last life to end up mated to Torin?

Truthfully, after meeting the Beast himself, I had the sneaking suspicion that true mate bonds were not his domain. Definitely not the cupid type… not at all.

But yeah, that was my usual level of confusion—the alpha-mate thing was my normal life shit pile, and I was okay with it. But this… this! This was almost beyond belief, my brain unable to comprehend what was happening to me. He’d given me two options, but it looked like he’d chosen anyway. Option two: prisoner of the Shadow Beast.

The motherfucking Shadow Beast.

Not only that, but I was also existing on some magical plane—a Solaris System?—that had rooms leading to new worlds. And the libraries. Two stunning, priceless libraries filled with all the knowledge of the universe. Too much. Too fucking much.

This might have been a bit of a delayed reaction, but who could blame me? Anyone in this situation would need some time to truly comprehend it all.

Not to mention the Shadow Beast and his brilliant new plan.

If I’d had to guess what being kidnapped by him would be like, there would have been torture and pain involved. Maybe a ritualistic eating of my heart or something equally as fucked-up.