Elena's POV
Hearing those insane words made my entire body shake uncontrollably.
A werewolf pup should be born into a pack full of love, not as a tool used to fix a toxic relationship between two parents who hate each other.
"I'll be good to you, and to our cub."
"I won't let you suffer anymore. I'll protect you like a real Alpha..."
Pheisar's voice droned on, but I had zero patience left for his delusions.
He was acting all tender one second, while using his aura to trap me the next. When I felt his fingers move, I snapped.
"GET OFF ME!"
The fear and rage exploded all at once.
I channeled every bit of strength I had into my hand and slapped him across the face as hard as I could.
"You're a lunatic!"
"Pheisar, get off me! I'd rather die than give you a pup!"
"I just want you go
