"Hey pretty, come here," one of the werewolves suddenly grabbed her wrist.
Eleanor's expression turned cold as she snapped, "Let go of me!"
"Whoa, calm down. Looking this fine, weren't you practically begging for attention?" the guy laughed, clearly enjoying himself.
Someone in the corner discreetly pulled out their phone to start filming. The other three werewolves dragged her inside, closing in on her, their hands shamelessly touching her skin. One tried to slip his hand under her clothes, yanking at the fabric.
Outside the window, Poppy was practically glued to the glass, eyes gleaming with twisted pleasure as she watched it unfold.
'Easy. It's way too easy to ruin you,' she thought bitterly, smirking to herself.
"Get away from her!" A low, threatening voice suddenly
