I went into the wilderness in search of the person the town calls Wild Man.

Living on his own since he was a small boy, he raised himself.

When I found him, it wasn’t the experience I expected. He wasn’t what I expected.

A savage, more animal than man. Pure instinct was how he survived.

With his hand wrapped around my throat, he said only one word.

“Mine.”

Then he took me to his tree hut and wouldn’t let me go. He kept me naked and tied me to him with a rope. He was an anchor around me while I slept. He fed me by hand and forced me to bathe him.

Those are the tamer things he did. The others were much more… explicit.

I didn’t want to be there. I didn’t want his touch, although my body called me a liar. 

He’s a primitive uncaged animal who claims I’m his, and he’s hellbent on getting me pregnant.

No matter how much I fight him, he’ll never let me leave. I was his and he’d do anything to keep me.

Maybe in the end, he’ll make me just as wild as him.

And it’ll be me who won’t let him go.