Lora’s breath came in ragged gasps, her body trembling uncontrollably as she stood pinned against the cold, unforgiving wall. The Lycan towering over her exuded an overwhelming, suffocating presence, his hot breath ghosting over her skin as he leaned in closer, sniffing her neck with an animalistic hunger.
She bit down on her lip, trying to suppress the wave of revulsion that threatened to consume her. The bile rising in her throat burned like acid, and it took every ounce of willpower to keep from recoiling in disgust when his sharp fangs grazed her skin.
A sharp jolt of pain shot through her as he nipped her neck, not hard enough to draw blood, but enough to send a surge of panic coursing through her veins. Her heart pounded in her chest, and she could feel the tears welling up in he
