My nails dug into my palms. I was done. I was done begging for freedom. If he wouldn’t sign, I would take this to the Elders.
I turned to leave, but his hand caught my wrist.
“Go change. We’re leaving for the gathering.”
I yanked my arm free. “I told you, I’m not going.”
His grip returned, firmer this time. “Don’t make me cut off your grandma’s treatment.”
Rage boiled inside me. “You wouldn’t dare.”
He pulled out his phone. “Doctor, I want to halt the payments for—”
I lunged, slapping the phone from his hand. My breath came in ragged gasps, my hands shaking with fury. “You bastard.”
Benedict smirked. “You have two choices, Felicia. Come with me tonight, or find another way to pay for your grandmother’s care.”
I wanted to rip his throat out. My wolf howled in protest, but I knew the truth. He held all the power.
For now. I clenched my jaw, swallowing my pride. “Fine.”
Benedict’s smile was victorious, but I vowed right then—I would not stay trapped forever. One day, I would make him regret ever trying to control me.
Seeing the coldness in Benedict’s eyes, I realized just how blind I had been. How could I have ever loved someone like him?