NOVA
“One, you will sleep in my bed,” he tells me and my blood runs cold in my veins. He’s a f*****g perv! That’s what he is! How could he ask me to sleep in his bed?
"What?" I hiss, rage already stirring inside of me.
"You heard me," he says calmly. "Every night you must sleep in my bed. With me."
My heart slams against my chest. "You're insane."
"Possibly," he replies. "But I'm also the only reason you're not in shackles right now. You want my protection? My silence? Then you follow my rules."
I don't answer. I can't. My body is trembling too hard, the heat in me growing worse with every breath I take. My wolf isn't helping either. She’s pacing, eager, hopeful.
"You'll sleep in my bed," he continues. "And no, I won't touch you, unless you beg me to."
My breath hitches.
He tilts
