Riley’s eyes were frantic, searching for a way to force Blake into suggesting a termination. She wanted the blood of their bond to be on his hands, so he would be the one to sever the tie. She knew that after three years of sharing a territory, a clean break was a myth; their histories were too intertwined, a knot of shared secrets that could become a noose if he chose to pull.
Blake watched her, his amber eyes tracking the flicker of her pulse in her throat. He saw the calculation behind her tears. "You will carry that heir to term, Riley," he rumbled, the sound vibrating with a low, predatory threat. "I have sacrificed too much of my own standing for this lineage. If you dare to spill my blood from your womb to save your career, I will hunt you until there is nowhere left to hide."
Ril
