His eyes were dark pools of hatred. He courted war and distress. They said his heart was made of stone, cold as ice. Being cruel was second nature to him. She knew this. She knew his soul was darker than the long black tresses that flowed down her back. She might have left, but he would never let her. Everyone said he would fill her life with despair and sorrow. They said he would ruin her. She knew he could. He knew he would. But he wouldn't let her go. She was his. His mate. His possession. The Alpha's Possession.