Evelyn~
What kind of woman would believe a man after he said he'd make her bleed down there?
"I'll count to three," he growled, lowering his voice dangerously. "If you don't crawl back to me by the time I reach three, I swear I w—"
SLAP!
He got slapped again, but this time, it wasn't me who did it.
He got slapped by his own hand.
Yeah, I know how weird that sounds, but that's exactly what happened.
I didn't fully understand it either, but from the way his body started trembling and fighting itself, I realized that Theron was trying to fight back.
He was trying to take control of his body again, from that terrifying wolf inside him.
"Stop it!" he shouted, grabbing his own wrist as it tried to strangle his neck. "STOP IT, YOU—!"
Suddenly, he lost consciousness and collapsed off the bed.
What the hell just happened?
Just a second ago he was yelling at himself like a madman, and now … he'd passed out?
Honestly, this whole thing had completely ruined the mood.
