~IAN~

Kaelric led me into a chamber lit by fireglass. Opulent, yes, but cold. A tomb dressed in silk.

“This is where you’ll be staying, small wolf,” he said, dragging a hand down my back.

I flinched. His grin deepened.

When he grabbed my ass, I slapped him. Hard. “Don’t touch me!”

He barely blinked. “You don’t get it, do you?”

“What?” I spat.

He stepped closer. Heat radiated from him like a furnace. I backed up. He didn’t let me go. He just gripped my arms tighter.

“I ...