Sempiternal Mate - Book One

Prologue

Sem·pi·ter·nal

adjective

Eternal and unchanged; everlasting

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"Come here, pet." The man's husky voice shot chills down the length of my spine as I turned my face, unable to stare him directly in the eye. I remained motionless on the bed, unable to meet his intense gaze. My captor seemed frustrated with my childish tactics, but at that very moment, I honestly couldn't give a damn what he thought.

He grabbed my chin roughly, forcing me to meet his gaze directly. Hatred stirred in my gaze as I watched him through narrowed eyes, unwilling to believe that he would dare put his hands on me. His touch was coarse and jagged against my skin, and revulsion filled me while I watched lust, want, and need filled his dark hues. Before I could even react, the man forced himself upon me by slamming his lips against my own. I stared at him, wide-eyed by his actions. I quickly regain my composure and I pushed the man roughly at his chest, breaking the kiss. He staggered away from me, a triumphant smirk pulling at his lips while I wiped my mouth.

I was still disgusted by his actions, but I couldn't stop the wicked smile from forming over my lips. It was a secretive smirk, one that clearly made him uneasy. The man's amusement quickly faltered, anger reappearing in its place. "What's with the smirk? What aren't you telling me?!"

His broken demeanor made me chuckle and I turned away from the man, not wanting him to see the slight doubt which filled my gaze. "He's going to make you regret this. You've started a war and now you're going to die."

My doubt vanished almost immediately when I noticed the flicker of fear dance across his features. As long as he was frightened, then that was all that mattered.

My Mate would make him pay.