At the back of her mind, Marian hugged her giant, her plushie bear, as she shook her head mentally at herself for resisting his decision to leave.
If Alpha Dax had seen him the way he looked before he left here, I don’t think I would still be breathing, she mused distractedly, while bearing the weight of Dax’s hot anger.
Marian had decided not to dredge anything up, but she would not hide either.
She was done hiding.
“I lay with him,” she replied flatly.
“And?” Alpha Dax growled.
“Nothing, Alpha,” she responded flatly.
Dax had sensed her hesitation.
“I. Will. Kill. You,” he stated slowly, each word spoken on its own.
His link had flared up again, this time directed at her.
Marian gasped, recalling how he had choked her on Christmas morning, using only his mind, and quickly, car
