For a while, it was just the wind that made noises between then. Cullen liked it this way and he would prefer a conversation to be avoided altogether, but this was a female. Talking was inevitable what the opposite species, but that was their way of getting in your head. He would not allow his captive o play games or learn any kind of vital information she thought she could pull from him. It wasn't long before the silence broke with her annoyingly feminine voice.

She says his name and he shudders in disgust. His name sounded so horrible coming out of her mouth. Blue eyes narrowed, but his gaze on her never faltered. She then asks if he was going to show her around and a roar of laughter bursts from his chest just as she begins looking around herself. "Oh honey, you are not a guest here. This is no vacation." He steps closer and tries to bump his masculine chest against hers in an attempt to drive her backward.

She asks where the rest of his men were, but he just ignores the question. He snaps at her face to deter her from asking any more questions. "You are my prisoner." He nips at her shoulder and begins to push her, trying to spin her around to give her a real piece of male dominance. "That is all you need to know."


Cullen - Mutt - 8 - Palomino Min. Overo - 15.2hh - Lagoon Boss