Chapter 8
The Collar Ceremony
SIENNA
There was a velvet box on the nightstand.
I woke to it sitting there, untouched, unopened-just waiting. Like it knew I wouldn't resist.
I studied every detail, the soft black lid, the crimson ribbon and gold-foiled card beneath it then picked up the card to read the note.
'Tonight, everything changes.'
Jax's handwriting. Bold. Decisive.
Just like him.
I didn't touch the box right away. I took my time showering, feeling every sting, every bruise he had left behind last night. I wore them like a second skin now. A lover's fingerprint and a predator's signature.
I toweled off, slipped into the deep red silk dress left on the chair. It fit like he measured me in my sleep.
And when I finally open the box... I almost stopped breathing.
The collar
