***Warning: consent triggers***
William
Valentina's breath hitched. "What are you talking about?" she said, lying through her teeth. "What's a Playfair cipher?"
I ran my nose along her neck. I was absolutely livid. She was plotting against me all along. I knew she was unhappy to be kept here, but had been grossly mistaken in my assumption that she'd given up on leaving me. My baser instincts demanded that I claim her here and now, by any means possible. Out of anger, out of need, out of overwhelming emotions that I didn't even have names for. Never before had I thought I was capable of sinking as low as a lust-crazed werewolf. But here I was, pinning my unclaimed mate against the wall, breaking nearly every promise I'd made to her.
"I'm done playing games, Valentina," I said, my voice
