Killed his wolves?

(Lizzy)

I fought to keep Mason off. This wasn't what I wanted. He placed me on the table and kissed me more deeply, he bit my lower lip before plunging his tongue into my mouth. He was nothing but a beast.

“That's enough. Stop it!” I pushed him away enough to get off the table and wiped my mouth.

“You are mine, do you hear that…mine!” He growled and reached for my neck, I was fast to move out of the way.

“I'm not yours, do you hear that…who do you think you are!” I yelled while wiping my mouth to get rid of his taste. I glanced up, and I nearly fell when I saw the change in his eyes. He averted his eyes from me, but I sort.

“Y-your eyes…how…” I stammered, blinking a few times because I saw it. Mason ran his hands in his hair and let out curses.

“You are being delusional,” he muttered and calmed his nerves. I wasn't full, but I saw dark red eyes with a hint of silver.

“What are you?” I asked, looking at him with narrowed eyes. It was strange he was cool about werewolves' existence.

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