Protector: Treachery

I created him. Put him back together when he was nothing but ripped muscle and snapped bones.

I made him stronger. Faster. Lethal. I molded him into a weapon. And for three years, I controlled his every breath.

He hates me for it.

I hate him, too.

When I was weak and desperate and thought I would die, he was the one who came for me.

He claimed my freedom to save my life, and I am no longer the one in control.

Now, he is my unwilling protector, and I…

I belong to him.


NB: This is part 2 of Nora’s Protector serial. Make sure you read part 1 - Protector: Rage -  first.