CLAUDE
"You think you can force me?" My voice was raw, guttural, the anger in it barely restrained as my body shook. "You think you have any f*****g control over me?"
I tightened my grip just a fraction, watching as fear flickered in her gaze.
"I would rather rip my own throat out than let you touch me."
Her lips trembled, but I didn't care. I couldn't care. My wolf was howling, but not in pain anymore.
It was his name—over and over and over again.
Nikolai.
I clenched my jaw, my pulse hammering in my skull.
He wasn't my mate. He couldn't be.
But my wolf—No, we called for him.
But my wolf… my wolf knew. My wolf—we both knew what—who we wanted.
HOW LONG HAD it been since I mated my mate? Three months? Four? f**k, I wasn't even sure anymore. Time blurred whe
