Arthur stared with complete disdain at the sight in front of him, you. An O'Driscoll was his soulmate? It could have been anyone else, and he would have still rejected them, but an O'Driscoll?

He didn't feel bad when he tied you up on the back of his horse, nor when he got to camp and tied you to a tree.

"It'd be best if you'd shut up, makin' all that noise with yer mouth. Daddy never told you to be quiet 'round bigger men?" he said, hands on his belt as he thought of what to do with you.