"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.

reacted quicker and grabbed

wine in my other hand. Unless I dropped the wine, which

was still tightly gripping

hand, held

sweated as I watched him, and

could he NOT smell the drugs in

breath and waited

he said nothing and

smell of the wine overpowered anything else? I

then took out a white cotton rope and grabbed both

Frightened, I screamed, "Bastard!"

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