Wolf Lord's Eternal Confinement

The sweet scent of Christmas Eve hung thick in the air, but I was pinned against the locker room door, gasping for breath as the Wolf Clan Alpha’s lips crashed down on mine. My whole body trembled with suffocating panic. Neon glow and flurries of snow seeped through the window cracks. Kai Wolfe’s kiss was ruthless, his scorching body heat burning through my clothes, sending a jolt of dread down my spine. “Enjoy your Christmas surprise?” he purred, his voice rough as sandpaper, laced with a dangerous edge. My grandma’s holiday greeting buzzed in my pocket—until he snapped, kicking my phone hard enough to send it clattering against the wall, shattering into pieces. “Focus on me. I don’t have time for your little distractions.” His fingers traced my neck, his grip unyielding, brooking no refusal. Fireworks exploded outside, painting the night sky in streaks of crimson, gold, and emerald. A memory flashed—three years ago, he’d held me just like this, vowing to protect me forever. Ha. Turns out I was nothing but his toy—ready to be summoned at his whim. The second his hold loosened, I grabbed my uniform and bolted for the storage hallway. The frigid wind burned my throat, making me cough uncontrollably. His wolfish scent clung to my skin like a curse, sending shivers down my spine. The lobby blared with cheery Christmas carols, but the head manager’s roar cut through the noise. “The Black family gala! You’ll ruin everything if you’re late—this opportunity was hard-won!” I forced a smile and apologized, silently cursing Kai Wolfe a thousand times over. The second I stepped into the private box, every eye locked on me like spotlights—my wavy ash-blonde hair, skimpy maid’s dress, and long, fair legs on full display. “Look who it is—the Thorne heiress slumming it as a waitress?” a woman scoffed, her tone dripping with malice. “Did your sugar daddy cut you off?” “Bet she’s here to reel in a new one!” another snickered, her voice shrill enough to pierce eardrums. I tuned them out, my gaze locking on the man at the head of the table. There sat Kai Wolfe, his black suit adorned with a silver wolf lapel pin, his aura so dominating it overshadowed the entire room. And at his side? Sophia Black, clinging to his arm, a champagne flute in her hand, smiling like she owned the place—like she was already his bride. “I don’t have what it takes to marry into a wealthy family and be a trophy wife,” I said, my tone light but laced with venom. Then I turned on my heel and walked away. A deafening crash erupted behind me. Glass shattered, champagne spilled across the floor, and the entire box fell dead silent. I didn’t need to look back to know Kai Wolfe was livid. But what I didn’t expect was the sound of his footsteps thundering after me—his eyes blazing with a feral, murderous rage. And as my heart raced, I felt my cracked phone buzzing in my pocket. A notification glowed on the shattered screen, one I’d been too flustered to read earlier—a bombshell headline about his upcoming wedding. Leah The staff lounge was thick with an oppressive, suffocating tension. Kai Wolfe sprawled on the couch, his golden wolf eyes pinning me down like I was nothing more than his property. The next second, my knees buckled, and I nearly collapsed—he’d triggered the silver ankle cuff locked around my leg remotely, sending a searing, power-draining pain shooting up my bones, designed to suppress a wolf’s primal strength. “Who gave you the gall to parade yourself around dressed like that?” His voice dripped with sarcasm, a lethal snarl simmering beneath the surface. “I just wanted everyone to see how cheap the great Kai Wolfe’s girl really is!” I shot back, forcing the words out through gritted teeth as I fought to suppress the violent tremors wracking my body. He suddenly slid a check across the table, his tone cold and dismissive. “Fifty million dollars, plus a beachfront villa—all in your name. Stop your childish tantrum.” I stared at the check and laughed—a harsh, bitter sound. “Is this the final price tag for my three wasted years?” His face darkened instantly, storm clouds brewing in his eyes. “Leah Thorne, you’re pushing me too far today.” I climbed onto his lap without hesitation, my fingers tracing the sharp line of his Adam’s apple as I purred, “And what if I am?” When his gaze clouded over with raw desire, I sank my teeth into his throat—hard, a warning laced in the bite. “I want us to end this. For good.” His hands froze mid-movement, the temperature in the room plummeting to a frigid zero. “Think twice before you say something you’ll regret.” “I’ve thought long and hard! I’m done wasting my life on you!” My voice was firm, unyielding, no trace of hesitation left. He shoved me away so hard I crashed to the floor, my hair spilling over my face. He loomed over me, his voice a low, menacing growl. “You have three days to reconsider.” “I don’t need three days. I’m done.” I tilted my chin up, staring him down defiantly, and caught a glimpse of the unbridled fury blazing in his eyes. The door slammed shut behind him as he stormed out. I picked up my cracked phone, and the notification glowing on the screen turned my blood to ice—Kai Wolfe and Sophia Black to Announce Engagement: Billion-Dollar Wedding to Shake the Wolf Kingdom! So he was getting married—and he expected me to play the part of his dirty little secret? Disgusting. His assistant cornered me the second my shift ended, his tone laced with thinly veiled threat. “Ms. Thorne, getting in the car voluntarily is your best option.” I’d barely settled into the leather seat when Kai pinned me down, his fingers digging into my jaw so hard it hurt. “Blocked my number? You’ve got a death wish lately, haven’t you?” “I’m just a canary dumping her sugar daddy,” I smiled lazily, dripping with feigned sweetness. “We should part on good terms, don’t you think?” “Regretting it already?” He scoffed, his eyes glinting with contempt. “Go to hell!” I screamed, pouring every ounce of my rage into the words, laughing until tears streamed down my face. He froze, stunned. I kept going, my voice cracking with fury. “Three years of my heart and soul—wasted on a man who sees me as less than a pet bird!” His golden eyes flashed blood-red in an instant. He hauled me into his arms, his grip bruising as he snarled, unhinged. “I fell into hell because of you! Why should you get to walk away scot-free?” “You’re insane!” I thrashed against him, but his hold only tightened, crushing the air from my lungs. “Insane? Yes! I’ve been insane since the second you said you wanted to leave!” His voice was a deranged snarl, laced with utter destruction. “You think you can walk out of my life? Over my dead body! We’ll share a bed in life, a grave in death—eternally bound. Forever.” I stared into his feral, murderous gaze, my blood running cold—until my fingers brushed against something hard hidden in my pocket. My only leverage against him. My only chance. But did I really have the courage to use it?