Submission was the only key for him to stop his pheromones, which allowed me to breathe a sigh of relief. I leaned back in my chair, feeling weak.
My entire body was trembling, and the heat in my body still hadn't subsided. My rut would be coming in a few days, and now he uses his pheromones on me to make my body react.
"Now, tell me," he ordered, and I nodded several times in response.
"I...I...I just wanted to, because I was tired of enduring the pain and suffering I felt at the pack house, and at the hands of my mate. I wanted to escape and get away," I replied. I wanted to look at him, but I couldn't due to fear.
"Didn't you know that what you did was a grave offense?" he asked.
"I know. I know the severe punishment for what I've done, but this was the only thing I could think of.
