Romain
The thought to snap Sasha's neck in two occurs to me but I know that doing so will only condemn Emmalee.
My hands are tied. A situation that otherwise could have been avoidable has spiraled out of control and I blame myself. I should've done something to prevent this.
It's so ridiculous that I can hardly believe it's happening.
Am I really going to have to f**k this woman over Fang's desk in front of Em? Is this really happening? The sight of blood running down Emmalee's neck is enough to ground me. Sasha isn't just talking—I'm sure she'd be beyond thankful for a reason to kill Em and take her out of our lives.
I pause. Sasha pushes against my c**k and the act sets my teeth on edge. The worst part about all this is how much I desire her. My wolf wants to claim her. I can sm
