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in her lungs. Her body shook as he pulled her close. He freely opened

the connection, letting her feel the relief flooding his body. She

started to cry and turned over to clutch at him. Her arms wound

around his chest. She sobbed into him.

Beck stroked her hair and rocked with her. He closed his eyes and

held her close. She was alive. That was all he could ask for.

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Sophie Oak

Chapter Eight

Meg was still shivering hours later as she sat in Beck’s lap atop

Sweeney’s great back. Beck had spoken very little. It seemed like a

good thing to let him stew at the time, but it had been many miles

since he said a word. Meg was getting tired of the silence.

After the incident with the homicidal water horse, Beck had taken

her back to camp and warmed her up. He’d carefully laid her wet

clothes by the fire to dry. He cleaned and cooked a couple of rabbits

and forced her to eat. He’d lain under the blankets with her until he

was satisfied she wouldn’t die from the cold. Then he’d given her

back the dry clothes and packed up their camp. He’d said all of ten

words to her, most of them commands. The silence was becoming a

little unbearable.

She’d done the only thing she knew to do. If she was staying with

him, then she needed to start training him. Sure, it usually went the

other way. The submissive got trained by the Dom, but Meg had

decided that her Dom was a dumbass, and things would work

differently with them. She’d never actually gotten those books she

ordered off the internet, so she was on her own. She would have to let

her instincts guide her.

Everything she had said or done had been very submissive. She

had given in to her urge and let herself cuddle up against him. Even