Their Secret Obsession (A Reverse Harem) by Pippa Moon novel Chapter 272

Kane POV

***Continued memory***

"And really, how was that begging? Fluffy does better than that, and they are only half mutt." I bit back the retort, realising I was treading dangerous ground. After a tense moment, he straightened and adjusted his cufflinks.

"I think we're done here."

"No, I can do better," I beseeched him. "Astaroth, please, can you help me? I miss her too much. I need her to remember me and our bond," I implored, the words bitter on my tongue. He raised an eyebrow, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.

"Is that so?" He glanced downward, then back up, his eyes commanding me to kneel and surrender the little bit of dignity I was holding on to. Swallowing my pride, I complied, both knees hitting the scorched ground.

"Astaroth, I beg, please, can you return her memories to her? I can't live without her. I miss her so much it's killing me." I admitted feeling the tug in my chest.

"Killing you?" He laughed, gripping a handful of flesh from the decaying creatures beside him and pulling it off without a care; he threw the rotten meat at my feet and shook his head. "That is what death smells like, my friend.. and you smell like desperation more than death." He laughed, his eyes alight with amusement.

"Please.. I need her to remember.. I can't get any time with her... I can't cope without her." I revealed the words painful to admit.

Without warning, he seized a handful of my hair, yanking my head back so I was forced to look directly into his fiery gaze. The heat from his eyes seemed to scorch my very soul.

"No," he whispered, his voice dripping with sadistic pleasure. Roughly he released me with a shove, forcing me forward so I fell onto my hands. There was no ash or heat under my hands, just plush carpet. When I looked up, I was back in my bedroom, the oppressive heat replaced by the cool darkness of night. Astaroth's parting words echoed ominously in my mind: