Chapter 8

My little wolf is a conniving bitch!

LEONE

I grabbed Lena's waist and slammed into her again. Her moans bounced off the walls, making me increase my pace. She begged me not to stop. I didn't plan to.I needed release. My blood boiled from everything — my father, the forced marriage, and that wolf girl who looked and spoke at me like I was beneath her.

I grunted, pulling Lena closer, moving harder. She whimpered sweet moans, her nails digging into my back.

A knock came on the ...