Knox' pov:
She told me not to worry about that bastard but I'll listen to her the day she opens up about what happened at the training camps.
I had an inkling... An idea but I didn't trust myself to not go completely ballistic if they were confirmed by her. For now, I'll let her use me any way she wants. I'm nothing but her object to use as she pleases, it's the least I can offer her after I realized how much pain she has been through since she lost her mother.
At first, I was sure I hated her, I was sure I wanted to cause her pain, to pay her back for thinking she could leave me... But I couldn't hold on to that conviction. Somewhere between the hate and the lust, I found out that I cared too much about her and that will never stop.
And anyone that so much as lays a hand on her has to
