I spun around, reaching for the door-but in the blink of an eye, two strong hands slapped onto the wood on either side of me, caging me in.. I froze, trapped between the cold door and the heat of his body. His chest brushed my back , close enough for me to feel every breath. "Seth Darven," he whispered, his breath warm against my hair as he leaned in, inhaling. "Did you really think you could toy with me and get away with it?" My throat dried instantly. His voice, it wasn't just low. It sank into me, stirring something primal in my wolf, something that no other man had ever touched. "Did you not realize…" he continued , voice a dangerous purr, "that the watch dog you seduced would bite if you tried to abandon him?" Those words-those words-landed like sparks on dry tinder. The moment 1 feh the unmistakable pressure of his chest pressing into my back, my body reacted before I could think. Spinning around, I raised my hands to shove him away- But he was already prepared. He grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to his chest. "Not again. Tonight you are not running out of this room. His whisper sent chills straight to my bones. I slammed my heel into his foot, using the jolt of surprise to wrench one arm free and shove him backwards. Not graceful, not clean-but enough to make him stumble. I didn't look back . I ran . But the next second, he grabbed me by my waist and pushed me on the bed. My body bounced two times on his bed as I watched him climbing on the bed. I turned to get out but he pulled me back by my leg, causing me to fall face-down on the bed. My chest pressed into his mattress, my arms beneath me, and he seemed to be using just enough of his weight to pin me in place, without fully crushing me. "What the hell are you doing?!" I snapped, breath catching as panic surged the moment he climbed over me and I realised how dangerous of a position we were in, "Let me go!" I shouted, this time really terrified of his intentions. He leaned in close, lips brushing the shell of my ear. "What are you so scared of? Me? I wonder why?" My heart slammed against my ribs. "What the hell are you talking about ?!" I snapped , my voice sharp, but my panic sharper. "Why the fuck would I be scared of you ? Sure , your creepy actions are making my skin crawl, but that's not fear-it's disgust." I twisted, struggling beneath him. "You're pinning a man to your bed and asking me, What I'm afraid of" 1 let out a bitter laugh . "Is this your idea of proving how powerful you are ? Is this how desperate you are to feel superior-by doing something this sick?" If I couldn't outmatch him physically, I had to get in his head so that I could break this dangerously close proximity. Throw him off. Push him back where it hurts most . His pride as a man. "Don't you feel disgusted. Ronan?" Hussed. "Doing this to a man ?" The room drujiped into heavy silence -thick , suffocating. For two seconds . I thought I got him but then came a chuckle , Low Suft. Dangerous. A shaver snaked down my spine " Man" he repeated. Its leath grazing my car, cach word slower , darker, more deliberate than the last. "You move too uefully. Always on alert. Always calculating" Hp igers brushed the curve of my waist and I instantly stiffened 11:50 A AM "You dodge every touch like it might burn you. You flinch when someone brushes passed. You never undress in front of anyone, not once. You sleep fully clothed. You walk like you're hiding something buried under your skin." My breath caught, frozen in my chest. "You mask your scent. You've never shifted, not even in combat." He paused, just long enough to let the weight of his words settle into my bones like ice. "And you shower every night." he whispered. "Alone. In the middle of the night. Like you're scrubbing something away that no one's supposed to see. I nearly stopped breathing. Each word carved deeper than the last. He'd been watching me. Not just casually, not in passing. He'd studied me. Observed Measured. And he'd seen far more than I ever intended. "Seth Darven." he murmured, dragging me out of the storm of my own thoughts. He hovered above me still-calm, quiet, predatory. Like a wolf savoring the stillness before the kill . And then- "And you look away from my manhood when we both had the same beast between our legs," his hand slid from my waist, slowly rising- Toward my breast. "Or not?" I snapped. Fueled by sheer panic, I twisted violently beneath him, shoving with every ounce of strength I had. He staggered just enough for me to slip free, and I scrambled upright, heart hammering , breath shallow. "If you ever play this sick game with me again," I growled, voice raw and shaking as I yanked open the door. "I'll kill you." I didn't look back. I bolted It wasn't until I rounded the corner of the hallway that my knees gave out. I collapsed against the wall, sliding down like a puppet with its strings cut My lungs heaved, my fingers trembling as I clutched my chest . "Does he know Send Gifts 11.50 AM Pp.