Everything stopped. The world tilted.
"What?" Novalee's voice was barely there.
"They've been looking for you. Very persistently. Very loudly." Dante's eyes gleamed. "So I decided to help them find you. They're being transported here as we speak. Should arrive in a few days."
"No—" Novalee tried to sit up.
Atlas pulled out of her. Scrambled away. Both of them staring at Dante in horror.
But for different reasons now.
She was terrified of James seeing her like this.
He was terrified of what he'd just become.
"Oh yes. I thought it was time to introduce them to the real you. The one who moans while Atlas f***s her. The one who wears a collar like a good pet." Dante's smile was cruel. "I wonder what dear James will think when he sees what you've become."
"Please," Novalee begged. "Ple
