Forever Lost: Becoming Elena - Book Two Read Online Free PDF

his time in answering and when he did, neither of them said a word as he looked into her eyes. There was no question in his, no victory or taunting. He simply looked at her — and she held his gaze.
    Lightning quick, he reached out to her, pulling her inside, and letting the door slam shut. Pushing her back against it, he crushed her body with his as his mouth consumed hers.
    It wasn’t seduction, it was punishment for making him wait as long as she had. It was a mating ritual and a claiming all in one. He was the alpha, and he wanted her to know it.
    After a few punishing minutes, he released her and took a step back, completely in control again, not a hair out of place as he once again scrutinized her. It was difficult not to shake, as she waited for his command.
    “It will be different now, Elena. You’ve made your choice,” he began. She didn’t try to interrupt. “You will do what I say, when and how I say it. You will obey me without hesitation. If you are unhappy about something, you will keep it to yourself. If you want to gain control back into your life, first you have to trust me enough to let go. Only then will you find yourself and the answers you seek to who you truly are.”
    She absorbed what he said to her and tried to process it.
    “I found out who I am. I don’t want to be her,” Elena told him.
    Dalton’s lips turned up the slightest bit.
    “You haven’t even begun to find out who you are, Elena. The girl who was sold and abused is gone — she’s been gone for a long time. If you don’t find a way to deal with the pain that’s sitting just below the surface, when that bubble pops, it will drown you. I’m going to teach you control. But there won’t be any more chances. You either obey me this time, or I will toss you away to figure out the rest on your own.”
    “I don’t know what to do,” she told him, wanting his touch, but not knowing how to ask for it.
    “I will teach you to deal with your anger. I will show how to control what can’t be controlled. I will show you how to handle what’s happened to you. But I can only do that if you give me full control, if you let go, if you hand me the reins to train you.”
    He didn’t touch her; he simply stood a few feet away, still as a statue.
    She searched his face, wanting to know what to do. She was unsure. Her life was spiraling out of control as her memories continued returning. Tears streaked down her cheeks as she faced him.
    She couldn’t handle it, couldn’t handle the pain of the loss she’d suffered. She wanted her brother, she wanted her mother, but they didn’t want her. She had no identity. None. Her breathing accelerated; she fought the panic wanting to overtake her.
    He crossed the distance between them and grabbed her hair, forcing her head back. “Give me the control,” he demanded, almost violently.
    This should have made it worse, but suddenly there was calm where panic had been. He pulled her to a chair, not releasing her hair. The pain on her scalp actually focused her energy.
    Sitting down, he threw her across his lap and trapped her. “Say it, Elena. Say you are mine,” he demanded.
    Dalton’s hand rubbed across her ass, not gently, but not painfully either. He squeezed hard and made her cry out, then rubbed it roughly, sending sensations through her. Suddenly she was focused on the pleasure that began spiraling through her body instead of the ache she’d been feeling for hours, days, years.
    “I won’t help you if you don’t submit to me,” he threatened.
    And then, when she didn’t speak, he pushed her off him. Suddenly she felt cold, empty, alone, as she stood before him trembling. She cried out when he stood and began to move toward the hotel door.
    “Don’t go,” she pled.
    “Then submit,” he warned, stopping a couple feet from the door. “Or you will leave . . . forever.”
    She stared at him and knew he wasn’t bluffing. He began to turn away again. She had no doubt that if he opened