EMBER’S POV

“You actually thought I’d let you out?” I manage between waves of genuine amusement. “You thought your pathetic little performance would work on me? After everything?”

The mask rips apart completely.

“You fucking bitch.” The words come out low and vicious, dripping with venom. “You stupid fucking whore. You think this changes anything? You think spreading your legs for that Lycan mutt makes you something other than the pathetic omega I scraped off my shoe?”

“Keep talking.” I’m still smiling, still crouched before his cage, completely and utterly unafraid in a way that seems to infuriate him more than anything else. “Tell me more about how pathetic I...