“You are different Ivy” Cassien mumbled, his eyes locked with hers. “Daring, broken,” He whispered, his words husky, deep. “Greta, leave” He ordered, turning off the white light and switching to the red light.

“I can handle you alone, my little whore” He boasted, his hands already opening a closet. “You will learn what real pleasure is” He added, his hands filled with stufFS Ivy couldn’t see clearly, at least not with her normal eyes.

Turning her wolf eyes on, she star ...