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Dependent upon hiainst him, to share his warile moments she was defenseless and unable to protect herself

She was dependent upon Lawe to ensure she cah space and tiery of each aftershock, to croon her na her slowly back to earth before he eased his fingers frorip of her sex

Sluainst hiainst his chest as the sound of his heart raging in his chest beat at her ear Beneath the furious beat a prirowl rumbled as a sob nearly tore from her chest

His hold, the way he all but wrapped himself around her, the way he dared her to ever allow another’s touch, even as he gave her a pleasure she knew she would never reach without him, proved every fear she had ever had of him

He would own her

If she allowed it, Lawe Justice would steal every ounce of her independence, every chance of being the woht to be

She could be herself, or she could be his mate

Standing in his ar her eyes

She could never be both

“I can’t be so to hide the conflict inside her, just as she didn’t bother to hide the pain

There was no way to hide it deep enough to keep hi it She was simply too weak, and too torn

“How do you know the extent of who you are?” His hand stroked gently down her back as he posed the question softly “How do you know, Diane, that fate hasn’t given you an escape you were unaware you needed?”

She stiffened, her head cradled against his chest as she blinked back the tears and accepted the knowledge that Laould never accept the fact that she was exactly who she had been all her life The fight for justice, the feeling of being a part of that fight, of si a difference, just a difference, had always run to the very core of who and what she was

“I knoho I am” Just as she knew he couldn’t accept it “I knohat fate meant for me, Lawe You’re the on

e who doesn’t want to accept it You don’t want to accept me”