Chapter Fifty Nine
CHAPTER FIFTY NINE
I’m tired and worn out from my failed escape attempt. All I can do is stumble along after Brandon as he takes me to his quarters below deck.
It’s a relatively simple room, and it feels more like a hotel room, except for the fact that there are clothes and a few weapons strewn about. I sit down on the bed, studiously avoiding looking at any of the weapons. I don’t want Brandon to think I’m getting any ideas.
The truth is, I already have one. And it’s a pretty good idea, as far as I’m concerned.
Brandon gave himself away with the comment about wearing moon rabbit armor. It means he thinks he’s invincible, but he’ll lose all that power once his clothes are off.
I sit quietly, playing up how drained I feel. Brandon can’t think I’m any kind of a threat.
“Now,” Brandon says, locking the door behind us and sauntering into the room, “I know you’re carrying some mangy pup, but once that thing is born, you’ll be all mine. Do you understand?”