KILLIAN

I took Ashley to a dimly lit chamber. It was bare and cold, save for a funny-looking bed. I had to be sure that she was ready to do my bidding. She had to prove herself worthy of my palace.

I stood over her, my gaze unwavering.

"You will be my Luna," I declared, enjoying the way my voice echoed in the room, "we will be married, and you will serve your purpose."

"Never!" she barked, her eyes spitting fire.

I chuckled, a low sound that ended almost immediately, "we'll see about ...