Trying to free myself from Kane's grip was like trying to extricate myself from a vice. His strong fingers clamped down painfully on mine, pulling me along like I was a rag doll.
I spoke with as much authority as I could muster, considering the fact that I was powerless at that moment.
"Let go of me right now." No answer. "Are you deaf? You can't manhandle me like this and get away with it."
He kept on pulling me along, heedless of my complaints. I jerked backward, and he stopped for a second. It was as though we were having a tug of war- and I was definitely the one on the losing end.
He turned back to look at me impatiently.
"You might as well stop fighting, you can't win," he said quietly. He did not even sound out of breath. I on the other hand panted like I had just run a mar
