Tyris’ POV“And you are?”“Serena, Serena my lord.” She answered seductively.My fingers met with her hair, it had a semblance of Denera’s. It probably was what caught my attention to her in the first place. The thoughts of Denera’s screams the previous night painted a vivid image in my head, making my anger boil more, and due to that, my grip on her hair hardened and she winced from the sudden change in my countenance. I should’ve been the one making Denera moan like that. “You know why you’re here, right?” I pressed on, forcing her head up so she could look at me. I watched the struggle in her eyes as her jaw tightened from the pain that came from pulling her hair down. “Yes sir,” she whispered curtly. “And do you fully agree to this?” I pressed on with my questions even when I knew she had no say in it entirely.Even with my rage, I was still a gentleman and I would rather not disrespect another man’s property. Unlike my brother who doesn’t care about the consequences of his

RockanI walked into the room, my mind preoccupied with thoughts of Denera. I waited all day just to see her once again. She was sitting on the couch, her posture stiff and her eyes flickering nervously around the room. It was obvious she was still afraid of me, and I couldn't blame her. My reputation precedes me, and the half-mask I wore on my face did nothing to soften my image. But I needed to try, to show her that I wasn't the monster she thought I was.Well, I was, but I didn’t plan to become one with her. “I’m still figuring out what that means.” She tensed up and I shook my head. I reached out, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “You will, in time.”She was quiet, still very stiff, and afraid of my presence. I sighed internally. This wasn't going to be easy. She had been on my mind all day, and I had to constantly remind myself that the softness I felt towards her was because of the mate bond we shared. But was it really just the bond? I wasn't sure anymore."Denera