CHAPTER Seventeen

  Javier

  God, what kind of sweet fucking hell had I subjected myself to?

  Zale was going to ream my ass tomorrow. I already could imagine what extra work he'd force my way for abandoning that little pow-wow of theirs.

  It's not like I wasn't worried about the situation. The story Zale had given us was pretty disturbing, but how could I stay there when the woman I was mated to was freaking out? She'd needed me. Just because I liked to fuck the living shit out of her didn't mean that I wasn't going to be there for her.

  Besides, it was well known that toys lasted so much longer when properly cared for.

  Amanda whimpered in her sleep and rolled over, turning her back to me.