Fake

“You’ll always be mine.”

The latest taunt from my stalker reminded me I was nothing more than a possession to my father, to the Reapers, to Archer D’Ath. Even to Kody and Steele. Princess Danvers—the prize.

His wife.

Archer D’Ath’s wife.

I hated them. They lied to me. Over and over again. I knew they lied and I hated myself for letting it happen. For believing in the fake relationships I had wanted so desperately to be real.

Fake.

It was all fucking fake. My stalker isn’t letting me go. None of them are. Archer and his boys think they control me. My stalker wants to possess me. I’m not an idiot, I know my newest allies are using me, too.

That’s fine.

I’ll use all of them. I’ll use them to take back what’s mine.

My life. My freedom. My name.

No one owns Madison Kate Danvers.