Morning came. Drake was sitting at the edge of Emily’s bed in the maid’s quarter, watching her peaceful sleep. His jaw clenched when he realized the words she had said yesterday.
“Feisty, huh.” Drake’s lips rose for a smirk.
He walked beside her, and without hesitation, he lifted Emily and tossed her away from the wall, making Emily wake up and whimper with excruciating back pain.
Her eyes darkened as she looked at the ruthless beast.
“Oh, does it hurt?” His tone was sarcastic. “Don’t look at me like that, woman. It was just a toss,” he added.
Emily didn’t give him a f**k. She just fixed her hair, trying to suppress her groans. She was calm, yet her eyes were deadly. She wants to punch him and feed Drake to her wolf.
‘Ew! I’m a vegetarian. I don’t eat wild animals!’ Leia came into he
