Untamed Fate (Magic Side: Wolf Bound 2)

With his back turned, I felt his hold over me slip… just a little.

Although I couldn’t move my hands, I thrust spite-laden words from my

mouth. “We’ll find you and kill you. We know who you are.”

He chuckled. “Oh, I doubt that. If you did, you wouldn’t have quite so

much sass. But it’s no surprise you don’t know the truth. You don’t even

know who you are, Savannah. And you can’t control your own body.”

The faceless man waved his hand, and my right arm threw off the covers

of its own volition. Terror wound around my thundering heart. He gestured

upward with his hands, as if coaxing a small child, and my legs

slipped over

the scratchy sheets and out of bed.

Wake up! the voice in my soul cried.

But instead, I stood, adorned only in my skimpy nightclothes. At least the

sorcerer wasn’t looking.

“Are there any pictures of me?” he inquired, turning my way.

Fuck.

I nodded against my will.

He made little walking gestures with his fingers, and I staggered over to

the desk with ungainly steps. My mind whirled. What was happening? Was I

sleepwalking? Why could he control me?

“Show me what you’ve been working on,” the shadowy man purred.

Every nerve in my body screamed in protest, but I opened the drawer and

pulled out the crumpled papers.

This can’t be happening.

I held out a fistful of the sketches I’d drawn of Jaxson. My heart leapt a

little, glad that even out of my control, my body knew how to deliver a

snappy fuck you.

The faceless man shook his head. “What rubbish. We know you can do

better.”

He waved his hand, and I ripped them and tossed them in the trash.