Protector

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 am his unwilling mate.