Aspen reminded softly, "Fran and Lauren are still waiting for us. They see me as one of their own now, and I can't just be selfish and keep you all to myself."

Andrew raised a brow. "So, what you're saying is the three of you… against one of me?"

Aspen's cheeks turned pink, but she smiled proudly. "That's right. What, Master—are you scared?"

Andrew gave a slow, dangerous smile and leaned in close, his breath warm against her ear. "Tonight... I'm going to make you beg for mercy."

The word