Elin’s POV

Cold sweat dripped down my spine. I’d known from the start this guy was bad news.

I tried to slam the door shut, but he shoved it open with force, yanking me into his arms.

“Bitch, you think an apology fixes everything? Playing me for a fool?”

“Let me go, or you’ll regret it!” I struggled desperately in his grip.

“I’ll regret not fucking you,” he sneered, his hot breath burrowing into my neck. “So soft and sweet—you’ll feel so good. Don’t worry, I’ll make it worth your while.”

Shame and panic surged through me, but he was as strong as a wild ox. I couldn’t break free.

“Come on, this is the price you pay.” He grabbed my hair, forcing my head up, and leaned in to kiss me.

I took a deep breath, tilted my head back, and as he leaned closer, I slammed my forehead into his nose.

He howled in pain, letting me go to clutch his nose. Blood seeped through his fingers—my headbutt had clearly packed a punch.

I seized the chance, lunging for the front door to escape, but he grabbed me from behind, pinning me tightly.

“Bitch, you think you can run? I’m gonna fuck you hard—fuck you to death!”

“A wolfless piece of trash like you should be honored I want you. Don’t be ungrateful!”

His bloodied face looked like a monstrous demon as he shoved me against the wall, his knee forcing my legs apart.

“Go to hell!” A surge of strength came from nowhere, and I drove my knee into his crotch.

He screamed, clutching himself and staggering back. I scrambled into the bathroom, locking the door behind me.

I wanted to call the police, but my phone was outside.

God, what do I do?

This guy was unhinged—he’d definitely break down the bathroom door.

Mom, you’re going to get me killed.

Would you only be happy if I were dead?

Despair consumed me as I sat on the floor, sobbing hysterically.

“Bitch, open the door!”

As expected, he came for me, kicking the door savagely.

The frosted glass door rattled with each blow, and my heart clenched with every tremor.

Terror stole my breath. I hugged my knees tightly, praying for God to save me.

In my mind, I saw Aaron in the castle’s lavish rooms, gazing lovingly at his future wife as she played coy, while I was here facing a demon’s threat, alone and helpless, with no way out.

“Istha!”

How I wished my wolf would awaken now, giving me the strength to fight this monster to the death.

But it was just a fantasy.

Crack!

The bathroom door finally gave way under Jamie’s kicks, the heavy glass collapsing with a crash.

“Still trying to escape?”

He grinned viciously, stepping in and grabbing my ankle, dragging me out.

Shards of a broken vase littered the floor, slicing into my back. I felt the sticky warmth of blood seeping out.

Worse still, this monster tore my clothes apart, leaving me nearly naked before him.

“Hahaha,” he laughed, crouching down and running his hands over my bare skin. “Not bad at all. I’m gonna enjoy this tonight.”

“No!” I screamed, grabbing a piece of broken glass and slashing at his face with all my might.

In my extreme fear, my strength was surprising. He didn’t dodge in time, and his face was cut open, blood gushing out.

With a roar, his wolf burst forth, snarling and baring its teeth at me.

Now I was truly done for. His wolf would tear me apart—how could I stand a chance against it?

I lay on the ground, propping myself up with my arms and scooting backward. The brown wolf pounced, pinning me down. Its green eyes locked onto me, its blood-red tongue lolling out. But instead of tearing into me, it drooled with the same lust as its master.

“Get off!” I shouted in panic.

But the beast lowered its massive head, its barbed tongue licking my chest, sending a wave of revulsion through me. Then, its saliva-drenched tongue slid down my abdomen, lower and lower…

My clit trembled, and I kicked frantically, screaming, “Get away! Get away!”

But the disgusting creature didn’t stop. I thought I was finished—would I really be… by this wolf?

I could even see the blood-red, engorged cock protruding between its furry hind legs.

“Let me take over, buddy. Fucking her is my job.”

With a low murmur, the brown wolf vanished, and Jamie Sinclair loomed between my legs.

He tied my hands with his belt and began unzipping his pants.

“Bitch, let’s do this. This is the price you pay.”

With that, he yanked down his zipper, gripping his massive cock and lunging toward me.