“Stop,” I said, louder, more firmly. Cole was deaf to me.
“STOP!” I shouted and kicked her in desperation.
I felt the pressure against my skin stop increasing.
“Stop, please, Cole, don’t,” I begged her, hot tears stinging the back of my eyes and threatening to fall.
Slowly, she released my throat from her teeth.
When she pulled back to look at me, her golden-brown irises were swallowed by her pupils.
“Let me go, please,” I begged, my voice little more than a whisper.
She stepped back from me, creating space between us.
“Don’t… run…” she said, her voice sounding somewhere between human and wolf. I’d never experienced anything like it. It was primal. Powerful.
She released me.
I backed away from her slowly, even managing to climb the stairs backwards to keep my eyes on her, scared that if I turned my back on her she’d drag me back.
I only turned around once I had reached the top of the stairs and turned the corner. As light on my feet and as fast as I could, I sprinted to my room, locking the door hurriedly behind me.
I heard Cole pacing the corridor outside my room; it felt like all night.
It might have been my imagination. I wasn’t brave enough to check.
What was I thinking playing with her like that? What possessed me to challenge her like that?
But even as my heart raced every time I thought I heard Cole outside my door, it was even harder when I remembered how she crashed her lips to mine.
I was attracted to her when she was angry. I enjoyed having the power to make her like that. I scared myself.
Chapter eighteen
Midnight Calls
Cole
Ihad to leave the house.
If I didn’t, I was going to tear open her bedroom door and…
What would I have done?
Marked her against her will?
Fucked her?
It was the hardest night of my life.
I’d never fought with my control like that before. I didn’t even know it was possible to be so, so… wolf outside of the full moon.
I ran my hands over my hair.
I felt sick with myself.
Who was I?
