Chapter Fourteen

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Agnes

"So, you let him touch you?"

He whispered dangerously into my ear as I trembled under his dark yet dominative presence.

His eyes resembling blood as his wet hair dropping dangerously over his eyes, his muscular figure covered in those black and grey tattoos that could be seen from his rob and lastly his pointy fangs that seemed ready to rip my flesh apart.

Everything about him was speaking murder. As if he was ready to kill without a second thought.

"Nnn..no..."

I tried to deny his humiliating accusation, stammering under his intense gaze, fisting my dress as if holding onto my dear life while trying hard to muffle my sobs.

He raised his eyebrow while untying his rob, audaciously ready to let go of it.

My eyes however stayed on him, not daring to look away. Cause I clearly knew the consequences of looking away. And I didn't want to trigger his already furious wolf.

"Tsk Tsk...I warned you, didn't I??"

He tsked while leaning intimidatingly closer to my neck and...

"Why you make me do things that would hurt you honey?"

He scoffed..

And my eyes widened as his sharp fangs grazed over my bare skin.

No matter how many times, I was still not used to the pain of getting brutally marked by him again and again.

I held my breath as my fists tightened by my sides and suddenly I was strangled and pushed against the wall.

I gasped at his unknown action cause normally he would only mark me till he would be satisfied but this time there was something strange in his behaviour.

And before I knew his hand went to my waist.

"It is time that I should officially make you mine.."

And when I realised what he meant...

"Noooo..!!"

I screamed at the top of my lungs.

I was struggling under his strong hold while he was ruthlessly removing my clothes.

"Stop!!!"

"Please stop!!"

"STOP!!"

My eyes shoot open with heavy panting and cold sweats. Where my whole body was shaking vigorously, my frantically beating heart was no different.

If 'scared to death' word had a human form, then it was me, right now. Struggling to breath while my hand fisting my chest, I found myself sitting on my bed.

It was when I realised I just had a horrible nightmare.

My wide eyes wondered into my surroundings, just to be met by a familiar place, my room.

It was still dark, depicting that the night wasn't over yet.

It took me a while to normalise myself and regain my senses back.

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