Chapter 9 : Mind Control Games

*Darick’s POV*

Her words echoed in my mind. Honestly, I was surprised. She had balls, that I’d admit. But there was no way she’d ever get the chance to expose me and my men.

“You won't be saying a word to anyone," I whispered in Gwen’s ear, hoping I had made an error the first time with the blood oath enactment.

"Try me," she whispered in return.

I stared at the bite mark on her neck. I could still taste her blood on my tongue. It was sweet and intoxicating. Had I not been trained to restrain myself, I definitely would have sucked her dry.

I took a few steps back. I had already tasted the richness of Gwen's blood, and the closer our bodies were, the more I felt myself drawn to sink my teeth into her again. Her blood was like perfume—I could smell it from a mile away.

"Your stupid spell doesn't work,” she stated, as if she could read my mind. “Why don't you just let me go? We can pretend none of this happened and I swear on my life, I won’t say a word to anyone, ever."