THE WEREWOLF HUNTER WHO LOVES ME

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alice, his eyes fixed on me like a predato

hoed through his room. "What

couring the area for her," a male voice

le than I expected. Inform my father right away!" h

to me. "What is your rank i

d to answer, my lip

y, but the underlying threat in his tone

oughly on my hair, forcing me to meet his gaze. The threat

ally admitted, my words barely above a hus

n, while you're an ill-fated girl," he taunted,

search party for me. Their lives were in jeopardy because of my

en with a sadistic promise that sent a chill down my spine. The stakes had been raised, and the fragile threa

free, but the silver chains drained m

amusement in my plight. Did h

ursed at him, m

," he retorted with a smirk, his words laden with crude

bled, my words lace

k, his eyes glaring at me with unad

rom him? His honest expression of hate

here, so don't bother testing. Now, take a shower because you stink and reek j

reluctant

h security cameras, lea

ift; hopefully, you'll smell pleasant by then," he remark

any way out. Sadly, there wasn't any other than a little

an apple-scented soap, I washed away the feeling of captivity. I soaked my

derwear, a plain blue top, and white shorts. The shorts were too short for my taste; they hardl

lted my damp skin, causing me to shiver. My teeth chattered from

," he remarked, his gaze piercing through me

the biting chill. "Now, come closer," he ord

oached him, awaitin

for me," he instr

fixing my gaze on him. He couldn't resist the

sing to my cheeks. I averted my eyes, trying

mented you, and not even

y. We don't want your eyes popping out of your face

otest," he declared, pointing to the spot where I stood. The tiles, too, radiat

es giving me goosebumps on my bare skin. I inhaled deeply and tried to apply

s. Carefully, I lowered myself onto the frigid floor, feelin

face away from him, I closed my eyes, attempting to drift into slee

estament to the unforgiving cold. Shivering and struggling to stay awake, the

desperately trying to generate warmth within myself, taking

tanley'

g, and exhaling. A part of me wanted to scream at her to be silent, to break the unnerving symp

ntrol. Strangely, an inexplicable urge to provide her with warmth and mak

, I slid down from the bed and lay beside her, placing my blanket over both of us. My right arm enveloped her waist, pulling her

uth-watering fragrance that added to the intoxicating closeness. To provide her with more war

ad found solace in sleep. Propping my head down on her hair and inhaling the soothing scent, I drifted into a peaceful, contented sleep-the b