Chapter 6Ocren couldn’t think. He kept reliving Derek’s hand on his wrist, covering the bracelets—the evidence of how many times he’d been punished for succumbing to his rages.
One more bracelet and he’d be dead.
It didn’t surprise him that Ziril had refused to serve him. Most didn’t want anyone like him in their establishment. What surprised him was Derek getting annoyed by it. He didn’t know though. He had no idea what the bracelets meant.
“Should we go to my old job and see if he’s there? We could hand back the button, and tell him to back the f**k off.”
“Only thing that would make him back off is if you’re mated to someone else—that way there is no room for another connection in your mind—or if we kill him.”
Ocren would behead anyone who dared to court Derek.
“You’re saying I hav
