her, “No, Rezzer. Your body might not keep you from returning to your role with The Colony forces as an Atlan Warlord, but your cuffs will.”
I glanced down at my cuffs, at those about Caroline’s slender wrists. “Fuck.” Gods be damned. I was blessed, and cursed. I was leashed like a dog now, but couldn’t make myself regret it. The beast, however, growled from deep within.
At the sound, Caroline stepped back, lifted her hands. “What’s so special about the bracelets?”
I chuffed out a quick laugh. “They aren’t bracelets. They’re mating cuffs.”
As she frowned, Ryston said, “Just take them off, Rezz. You can control your beast. You didn’t have Mating Fever. Hell, you didn’t even want a mate. We had to hold you down in the testing chair. You fought us every step of the way.”
Caroline’s lip t
