pte
t taste
RAP
at the Lycan
he? How could he push me into
st. I blink once, twice. Not only that, but I even went as far as cleaning my eyes, but it was real. The door wa
ng a hole in my stomach. "Open th
a while, b
ng my fist harder on the door. "You
ll s
then leaned my forehead against it. My fi
d he do t
and darkness. Cobwebs hung in every corner. The a
in. My foot hit something, and I looked down and saw a
all in. This wasn't a room. It was a disaster. I wondered how I was going to clean this room, but just as
nd a rag inside, and then the door slammed
o let me out of here? He couldn't be kind enough to drop
t it was something at least. I looked at the room again and felt the sudden urge to t
part of the rag around my face
. "You want to break me, Lycan
just that one swipe, and a cloud of dust flew into the
, when I pushed, it didn't move. Then I pushed harder again with all my might; it creaked loudly, the
So many hours passed that I lost count of it, but I kept working, not pausing to rest. I moved about the room, cleaning, coughing, gasping, cursing Leone, and then cleaning again. My arms ached, fingers
hing body to the bed and dozed off. I didn't even remember falling asleep. My eyes opened m
t up fast, even though my brother scr
d his
y want a room," he said, his voice c
len
u could do it at all." He smirked nastily. "So ther
"You know," I tutted, "for someone who claims to
tell what he was going to do and step out of his way, his hands shot out and wrapped around my throat
ow you speak, wolf," he hissed. "Or
o me. He's going to kill me – my mind kept screami
out the words, my face turning as pale
hat's far away from mine can
d my cheek. His ey
estroy you, distan
er, barreling into
wolf, you're in my territ
me further. "You mean nothing to me," he continued, his piercing blue eyes hooded in
e he enjoyed the pressure. I rubb
quiet as he turned and walked to the door. He stop
ittle luxury w
left, slamm
and my neck hurts. If I thought my wedding night was torture, then th