Savage Bonds (The Bonds that Tie Book 2)

He grimaces at the reminder of his threat to me

Gryphon suggests I take a break from it and leads me over to the corner of the room. I curl up on the bench there and let my eyes fall shut.

I feel Gryphon throw his long Tac coat over me and I pull it up over my face to get some rest

Gabe stares at me in the type of horror

“You think you’re the only one fighting your bond? This is all mine. Know that before you walk out of here because Bonded or Unbonded, you’re mine.”

I thought that seeing Silas Davies again, the man responsible for all of my torture and degradation at the hands of the Resistance, would be the greatest punch in the gut possible... and it is bad.

But finding Atlas’ father standing next to him is worse.

I hiss like a psycho, ducking past him and stomping over to the closet only to find Atlas in there getting changed.

I get a full view of his naked ass and almost swoon like a freaking maiden at the sight of the tanned muscle there, completely overwhelmed with all of the enraged, horny, gut-wrenching feelings swirling through me.

The man has a dump truck and I want to sink my teeth into it.

Jesus fucking Christ.

I look longingly at the rest of Gryphon’s nachos.

He rolls his eyes and hands them to me without uttering a word, and I decide that I’m keeping him forever. Keeping my secrets, not loathing me for my gift, and sharing his food with me even when I’ve eaten enough already not to warrant it?

He might be it for me.

Stop thinking about it, Oli.

I take a breath and remind my bond that men ain’t shit.

Right.

Just knock on the door, Oli. Man up. Woman up? Fuck, what’s a better, more inclusive way of saying ‘get your fucking shit together and stop being a little cry baby about this, woman’?