---"She's fragile... take it easy with her."The guards exchanged glances. The woman who just beat those rogues to death is fragile???They looked back at their Lycan, and his gold eyes pierced dangerously at them. They bowed their heads."And where is she?!" His domineering voice boomed through the room. Just then, she walked in with grace, her floral red dress accentuating her perfect body, a knowing yet sexy smile plastered on her face. She reached the Lycan, and her smile broadened. His body tensed—he was finding it hard to catch his breath. She loved it when she dominated him like this.She whispered, "Here I am," still smiling, her voice low and seductive.The guards, whose heads were down, tried to raise them to ask if they could leave—but his voice stopped them."Raise those heads and dare me to paint the ground with them!"