"Do you like to roleplay?"

He spoke very low, as if deliberately hiding his voice. It was so low and rough, it was as if his wolf were speaking to me.

It was impossible to tell who he was. I had to find a way to take off his mask.

Plus, he wasn't buying my act. I was already in danger, so I switched tactics.

I mustered up all of the confidence and sternness I could. "You're not Beta Starke. Who are you? Why won't you show your face?"

The man did not answer. Instead, he raised his hand-wearing a black glove-and touched my cheek softly. The leather was cool on my skin. "Answer my question first." While he was touching my face, I quickly reached out to pull off his mask.

quicker and grabbed my

dropped the wine, which I didn't want to do because of the sleeping pills in it, I

that I was still tightly

held it under his

watched him,

a shifter. How could he NOT smell the drugs in

my breath and

nothing and put the

the smell of the wine overpowered anything else? I prayed that was

then took out a white cotton

Frightened, I screamed, "Bastard!"

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