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lifted his self from the chair
and then approached her again, leaning over until they were face to face. “I
lost my mother when I was a pup. It’s hard to grow up without that maternal guidance
isn’t it? No compassion, no nurturing; just some man who does what he thinks
is best,” he rolled his eyes. “Uncles.”
    “You don’t know a damn thing about my uncle,” Presley
contended as she tried to work her wrists free from the iron links that bound
them.
    “Again, you are wrong, little one,” he boasted with a
wide smile. “You think you know so much about everything and everyone you’ve
ever known, but the truth is you don’t know a damn thing, Sugar Bear.
You’re as oblivious as you are beautiful.”
    Presley’s eyes narrowed on the man as she watched his
gaze lower over her body and her skin felt like it was crawling. He stared at
her as if she were a piece of meat he couldn’t wait to devour, and Presley was
extremely uncomfortable with the thought.
    “It’s a shame you’re one of them,” he commented as he
leaned back in the chair, gripping the back of it with his hands to keep his
balance as a smile appeared upon his lips. “It’s so much more fun being one of
us, Presley. We’re faster; we’re more skilled at hunting; and if you assumed
we’re better at fighting, you’re correct.”
    Within only seconds, he was crouching before her again,
his hands framing her face as he bumped his nose against hers. “We’re also
fantastic lovers.”
    Presley scowled, jerking her head back violently in an
attempt to free herself from his grasp.
    “Don’t touch me,” she hissed through clenched teeth.
    “What’s the matter?” he teased as he brushed the backs
of his knuckles against her cheek. “Are you afraid of me or something? I
assure you that you don’t have anything to fear when it comes to me,” he
smirked, “at least not while I’m in my human form, Sugar Bear.”
    “I am not afraid of you,” Presley stated firmly. Okay,
so that was only partially true. She was freaking terrified, and she was
worried, too. She could remember fuzzy details from that night…how long ago
had it been? How long had she been here, exactly? She licked her dry lips,
nostrils flaring as she settled her gaze on his face again. “Where’s Lorcan?”
    “Lorcan,” he repeated thoughtfully. “Lorcan,
Lorcan….hm, that name doesn’t ring a bell. Could you give me a description?”
    “Lorcan! Where’s Lorcan, you idiot!” She exclaimed.
Any patience she’d had previously was out the window now, and she was getting
angry. Her skin tingled, body heat rising several degrees as the pulsating
throb in her skull returned full force. And the sudden slap against her jaw
didn’t help anything.
    The sound from the impact of his palm against her cheek
sounded like a shotgun going off, and the ringing in Presley’s ears was
overwhelming.
    The dull throb of pain made itself known as every muscle
in her body tensed in an agonizing way. The urge to shift into her bear form
was too much; she was going to kill him.
    “Let’s get something straight, Sugar bear,” he said in
a low whisper. “If you ever speak to me that way again, I will not hesitate to
rip that thumping little heart out of your chest and eat it. Do you
understand?”
    Presley’s gaze hardened as she stared at him, unwilling
to submit to the monster before her. This was the man that murdered her
father, and Liam, and he was surely going to kill her, too. She wouldn’t give
him the satisfaction of intimidating her into defeat.
    Breslin’s eyes flashed with anger, his silver hues
glowing as his fingers curled around her throat. He applied gentle pressure as
his nose bumped against hers. “Do you understand?” He asked again,
articulating each word as a low growl sounded in his throat.
    Presley whimpered, feeling as his grip threatened to
crush her windpipe. The flesh of her wrists was being rubbed raw as she
struggled against them, grunting in