Merverlan's P.O.V.
He must have really lost his mind for thinking that he can win against me. I could easily snapped his neck right now, but I'm not going to do that. I'm going to respect his delusion. He thinks he can save Esme? He thinks he can be Esme's savior? f**k no...
That woman doesn't need saving. She needs a f*****g real punishment for disobeying me all the f*****g time and I'm going to f*****g teach her a lesson for seducing this arrogant rogue.
"N—No! Please, Merverlan. Don't fight him. He doesn't know what he's talking about. Just kill me! Just kill me! Please! I begged you," she begged. I didn't listen. I prompted Beta Dawson to hold Esme for me so she doesn't run like a f*****g b***h again like how she did back at the pack. I'm going to f*****g show her what it's
