Chapter 6 Battle Of Wovles

• Roman wasn't concerned about my feelings and tore off my pajamas.
• When his calloused hand touched my lower back, I screamed in fear. “Roman!” The deafening scream stopped Roman’s wandering hand.
• But he only paused for a moment before pulling at my clothes again. I could sense that his wolf was taking over, and if that happened even more, I wouldn’t be able to get through to him. I’d experienced it when Griffon’s wolf took over, and no words could get through to the animal. Likewise, I regretted not bringing a baseball bat to the door to beat him to death.“Roman, if you dare to rape me tonight, I promise you’ll see me back in court tomorrow!” Roman’s hand paused again, but then he sneered, as if he had heard a great joke.
• “You think I’d be afraid of seeing you in court? A Beta against a Little girl with no wolf?” he scoffed.
• I clenched my fists. “I know your pack is powerful, but I swear I’ll make your scandal public!!”
• “Sure, go ahead. It’s been awhile since I made headlines anyway.” Roman raised an eyebrow and smirked. He was clearly not threatened at all.
• I suddenly felt a strong sense of powerlessness. This bastard wasn’t just some random pest, but a rich and powerful wolf shifter. He could easily change the narratives in the news. If I fought with him head-on, he would bury me.
• I couldn’t match his strength, nor did I have his strength.
• Background and power. To save myself, I would have to use my brain.
• I softened my voice. “Beta Stare, I didn’t mean to threaten you with anything. It’s just that I don’t feel comfortable sleeping with someone I don’t love.”
• Roman raised both eyebrows this time.
• “Oh yeah? But I can’t wait to fuck you.” He dropped a peck on my collarbone.
• Disgust coursed through me, yet I had no choice but to endure it at the moment.
• “How about giving me some time? So I can get used to it. When I fall in love with you, things will get easier. If you force me now, it won’t be as pleasant for me.”
• Roman wasn’t convinced; he wasn’t a man who cared about how pleasant the experience was for the women he fucked. “It doesn’t matter. As long as I enjoy it.”
• I resisted the urge to slap Roman as I continued to persuade him. “But sex with feelings is definitely better. Don’t you want to try it?”
• Roman wasn’t a fool. He knew I was only talking to him like that because I wanted to get away from him.
• He tilted his head and stared at me for a while, as if pondering whether to let me have time or not. “Whatever. Sex is sex, it won’t feel too different.”
• “Believe me, it’s entirely different. Only when two people truly love each other can they have sex that is passionate and pleasurable.”
• He leaned closer. “Have you had a taste of that?”
• I stilled. The memory of Griffon holding me in his arms flashed through my mind, and my heart suddenly ached. If Griffon knew about this…
• If he knew a Pere rt was trying to force himself on me, what would he do? Would he be angry? Jealous? Or…
• I tried to imagine how he’d feel. But a voice told me that he Would not feel any of these things.
• Roman sneered at my silence. “You want me to wait until you fall in love with me? That’s cute.”
• He hunted for prey to satisfy his desire. He had no time to develop feelings and all that c rap for those women! Ridiculous, and too much trouble.
• I felt a bit defeated, but seeing that the desire in Roman’s eyes wasn’t as strong as before, I tried to persuade him more.
• “Beta Starke… Roman… How about three months? When I fall in love with you, I will be happy to sleep with you, okay?”
• “No.” Roman refused, growling. “I can’t wait for that long. My wolf wants you NOW.”
• But I sensed that there was still room for negotiation. “Two months, then?”
• Roman grabbed my chin and pinched, the tips of his claws coming out.
• Three days.”
• Shit. I had offered three months because I would no longer be in this world by then. And if Roman still wanted me…well, he could go and sleep with my ashes.
• But three days? That was difficult to accept.
• As I was about to reply, Roman let go of me. I swallowed the words back.
• In any case, I could at least get away tonight.
• “Alright, babe.” Roman bent down and kissed my cheek. “I’ll leave you alone tonight, then. See you in three days.” I touched my check, resisting the urge to wipe it off, feeling disgusted.
• I struggled to keep an obedient face as I nodded.
• Roman seemed content and finally walked toward the door.
• “By the way…” He stopped half-way and turned to give me a meaningful, pointed look. “Harper is your friend, right?” My mask of obedience cracked for a moment.
• “What about her?” Nothing.
• Stay home and wait for me, okay? Don’t go anywhere. Roman chuckled. He didn’t say anything threatening, but I knew exactly what he meant. If I dared to run away, he would go after Harper.
• Powerlessness once again crept up my spine, making me let go.
• Of all my clenched fists. “Leave her out of this. I will stay here for you.”
• Roman blew a kiss. “That’s my good girl!”
• Disgust in g! I slammed the door shut and locked it, then ran into the bathroom.
• Getting in the bathtub, I picked up the loofah and scrubbed hard at the places Roman had kissed and touched. Even when my skin turned red and bruised, it still felt like it wasn’t enough.
• I washed and washed, until I was too tired to continue, and I finally started to calm down.
• If I didn’t do what he wanted, Harper would be in danger.
• I had to find a way to handle this situation, or the goddess only knew what he would do to her.
• I quickly wrapped myself in a bath towel and returned to the bedroom. I picked up my phone, wanting to call the regional police.
• But as I thought of Roman’s power and influence…I gritted my teeth and thought better of it.
• My life didn’t matter that much. I am going to die soon.
• anyway. But Harper still had a future in front of her. She was about to get married.
• She was going to have a mate and would have pups… The life I’d always wanted.
• I couldn’t get Harper into trouble.
• I stood in the same place, completely still, and thought for a long time. Finally, I went to the contacts on my phone, and my finger lingered on the number I’d blacklisted.
• That familiar name had my heart beating hard and fast.
• He was the only one who would stand a chance against Roman. But he didn’t want to see me anymore. If I called him…would he answer? After a long hesitation, I still didn’t dare to make that call.
• I knew Griffon very well. When he gets tired of something, he Never gave it a second glance.
• He might think I was trying to pester him if I called to ask for his help. I had chosen to walk away, with dignity… It’d be better not to bother him.
• I went to get a spare key and picked up some meds.
• The doctor said I should be hospitalized and wait for a suitable heart donor, but I refused.
• My heart issue was congenital, and for a while, my condition improved after artificial bypass surgery.
• But since the two hard kicks at my heart five years ago, I’d started to have relapses of heart failure. Treatments and therapies didn’t seem to help much.
• Of all the times I had longed to find my wolf… Wolf shifters my age didn’t have problems like this.
• A few months ago, I started having edema and difficulty breathing-which were late-stage heart failure symptoms. I knew the end was near.
• I no longer expected to find a suitable heart donor.
• I no longer expected that I would ever be blessed with a wolf.
• The goddess had forsaken me, and I was doomed to remain human for the rest of my short, pathetic short life.
• The meds I took were mainly painkillers and for controlling the edema.
• One of the few things I’d ever had going for me were my looks, and I’d be dampened if I died ugly.
• I grabbed a handful of pills and took them with a gulp.
• Then, I put pepper spray and a laser into my bag. I couldn’t think of anything better, so I would have to fight Roman head-on.
• One life for one life? Sweet deal!
• I had nothing more to lose anyway.