The Master’s POV
She was mine.
My treasure.
My pet.
One of a kind.
And now… she’s gone.
I will not rest until she’s returned to me.
I never wanted to involve others. The moment they laid eyes on her, they’d want her for themselves—and I would never let that happen. But this time, I didn’t have a choice.
The day she escaped—our wedding day—I witnessed it with my own eyes: how fast she was, how magnificent. A blur of grace and fury. I knew I would need help to catch her. I thought if I got her back quickly enough, no one would ever know. But the imbeciles I hired let her slip away.
It should have been simple. I told them where she’d be, which direction she was headed. I practically handed her to them. All they had to do was grab her and bring her home. But no—they failed. One of the
