Olivia POV
The floor of the car shifts as that moron drives over another bump in the road. He is the worst driver ever. And the fact that he hit me over the head and stuffed me in the back of a van is probably not heightening my opinion of him—that and the fact that he betrayed his Alpha.
Elliot. I suppress a whimper. The way he looked at me when I rejected him. Correction: When my stalker made me reject him. I can still taste the bidder almond in my mouth—an aftertaste of the spell. Austin had put the necessary potion in my drink at the restaurant, as I learned, and soon after the guards entered Lucius' cell, I was on the ground, and my stalker was reading the spell off a piece of paper.
The feeling of an iron hand gripping me from the inside, controlling my every move. He bragged ab
