Tasmina
"How can you tell me to lay with her? Was it not enough that I f*****g married her?" Rikom roared.
He paced angrily in our chambers, more lion than wolf in this moment. I sighed, putting my hand on his arm.
"My love. You must consummate your marriage, otherwise her father will not be convinced of your loyalty."
"Damn him. I will crush any rebellion he brings, let him try."
"You will kill your own men? Your brothers? You will bring Zamee to ruin for a woman?"
He turned to me, his eyes blazing, grabbing me from around my waist roughly, his nose burrowing into my hair and inhaling my scent.
"I would draw blood from any man for my woman."
I held back the tears that threatened to fall and pulled away from him, shaking my head.
"I am your woman, but I am the Queen of Zam
