“We’ll go with the third alternative,” he gritted out.

Thorn advanced on her like a stalking animal. “I don’t want you or them,” Riana said loudly, turning her head to look back at the loner in his cell, giving him a significant gaze she could only hope he’d respond to.Ī wash of rage transformed Thorn’s face, intensifying when other prisoners started to snicker a little.

It was a good kick, but there was no way she could outmaneuver him physically. He grunted and took a step backward, more in surprise than real pain. She turned on her heel and kicked out again, this time landing the blow right on Thorn’s hard, flat stomach. She ignored her reason and followed her instinct. He was waiting, a smirk of pleased entitlement on his handsome face, as if he never doubted what her answer would be. She couldn’t really name what she’d seen, but it reminded her of independence. It wasn’t kindness or pity or mercy or anything soft. Her eyes met his for a few seconds, and she saw something there she hadn’t seen in anyone else’s here. Now he was standing silently, one hand resting loosely on a bar. In the back of her mind, she’d noticed he’d stepped over to watch when she’d laid out the sleaze a minute ago. Riana glanced around the prison one more time, and her eyes landed on the barred cell of the loner whose name Davis hadn’t known. The one that would decide her fate.Ĭommon sense, social pressure, and nearly all the evidence told her to take Thorn up on his offer. “What’s your decision?” Thorn demanded, looking slightly annoyed at her hesitation. It was possible some lesser alpha male might try to take her as his, but he probably wouldn’t be strong enough to keep her safe from the others for long. Riana knew his final words weren’t an exaggeration. “They’ll take turns using you until they’re bored. He gestured back to “the rest of them.” Riana’s mind was in too great a blur to see distinct faces, but the rest of the prisoners seemed to be lurking just in the background, like a hungry pack of wolves. Or, if you refuse, I’ll turn you over to the rest of them.” Two options.” His eyes-a very dark blue-narrowed as he explained, “Be my woman. You have a good body, which is the only other thing I require in a woman. I don’t do whores, although they’re usually all we get down here. “No.” She was so surprised by the question that she managed to speak over the rancid texture in her mouth. Enjoy the excerpt below and don’t forget to enter the giveaway at the end. It sounds so rough and scary, but I love the romance mixed in. If I don’t win, I am buying it, without a doubt. I am entering the other giveaways on this blitz because I want a chance to win Hold too. Welcome to the Hold Book Blitz! I am so freaking excited for this book.

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