It was like the chains holding the beast snapped, unleashing what had been buried deep within Kraven's bones.
Kraven's body went impossibly still, his heartbeat stopping momentarily. But then he released Isadora, taking a step back. His chest heaving as he kept his predatory gaze on his obsession.
He could feel it… see it. She waited… for him.
How bold of her to do such a thing, knowing she had broken the chains keeping him in place. She had successfully worked her way into his head by uttering those three words.
His obsession... gaze upon him like he was the only thing that mattered… like the darkness she had waited for.
She never liked the dark but yet she gazed upon him like he was her salvation.
A constriction surged through his chest, tightening the area until, for a moment, breathing was not part of him. His entire cells shut but at the same time they came alive.
She was weaving her way into his skin, leaving behind a permanent mark. She had branded him.
