"Oh, I can, and I will," I replied with a chuckle. "You belong to me now, Eleanor. You're mine to do with as I please."
"Every time you try to escape from this packhouse, you will be electrified; if you go even further into the daylight, the shock will be worse, and you might even die." I said with an evil grin.
The packhouse was a place of power and dominance, with my warriors surrounding us and the scent of sweat and blood in the air. I relished the feeling of control as I looked down at Eleanor, knowing that she was now mine to mold and shape as I saw fit.
As she lay on the ground, I knew that she was still a threat to me. She was strong-willed and determined, and I would need to break her spirit if I wanted her to fully submit to me. But for now, I was content to watch her struggle
