"Never!" Briana's eyes were just as fierce as her voice as she turned to face him. She stepped forward and lifted a hand to slap him hard across the face, but Dracon quickly caught it in mid-air, his eyes never wavering from hers.

Dracon was quickly losing his patience, and his eyes flared as he looked directly into hers, still holding her hand. "I will have you as my bride, Briana, and of your own free will. Make no mistake about it."

"Go rot in hell!"

Dracon ...