Violetta
In one swift move, he picked me up and tossed me back on the bed. Wincing at the pain, I dropped my gaze. There was no escape. Choosing a different tactic, I cleared my throat. "I apologize, Alpha. How can I be of service to you?"
With a growl, he settled in the chair on the other side. It was almost comical to watch him fit his large body in the small armchair. With a frown, he picked up the crowbar and studied it before letting it fall back to the floor.
"I am not here to take what's mine, so relax," he growled.
Take what was his. I tried not to wince. It was true that I was his mate. That gave him plenty of power over me, power he'd never wielded. If he wanted to bed me, he would have done it before now. That gave me a little bit of peace, so I readjusted myself on the bed
