Icarus lived for one purpose his entire life. Vengeance. He vowed that the man who turned him into a beast would die by his hands-slowly, painfully, and stripped of everything he held dear. It was his life mission. But then, all of a sudden, she appeared. His fated mate. The daughter of the very man he swore to destroy. A woman who seems more than willing to do everything to redeem him from the curse her father has created, no matter how much he pushes her away. However, how could he accept her as his when the same blood he loathed ran through her veins? ***TEASER I try to push against him, but it's pointless. His body is like a wall, and I can't even budge an inch. I feel the heat of his anger in the weight of his gaze, and I know instantly that I've pushed him too far. I shouldn't have provoked the beast. He could snap my neck in an instant if he wanted to. I struggle against his grip, pushing harder, but it only makes things worse. My hand swings out, knocking the cup of coffee off the counter. It crashes to the floor and sends shards of ceramic scattering across the tiles, spilling the content inside of it. But neither of us paid attention to the broken cup. Our eyes lock. The tension between us crackles like a live wire. In Icarus's eyes, I see a dangerous mix of passion and fury, and though I can't feel his beast, I'm more afraid of Icarus himself than the dark creature lurking beneath his skin. At least, I am sure his beast will not hurt me in any way. "Answer me, Sky. How will you take responsibility for your father's mistake?" His gaze drips with malice as it roams over my body, and his grin widens into something cruel. "I think you're a good fuck. Do you think that'll be enough to make up for it?"
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