08: Trustworthy Snake

Lisa pov

With a sense of impending dread settling over me like a heavy cloak, I watched as Jonas paced back and forth in front of me. His every step seemed to echo in the silence of the tent, each one bringing him closer to revealing his true intentions.

I wanted to run to escape this nightmare, but I knew there was no way out. Whatever fate awaited me, I would have to face it head-on.

Finally, Jonas stopped his pacing and turned to face me once more, his expression unreadable. “you have been chosen, Lisa Bonnet,” he said, his voice low and menacing.

“Chosen for what?” I asked, my voice barely rising above a whisper. Despite my fear of the answer, I was still compelled to know my fate.

Jonas smirked, a cruel glint in his eyes as he flexed his shoulders. "Chosen to be my mate, of course. You will become one of us."

My heart sank upon hearing his words. I had been privileged to tales of werewolves who mated exclusively with their kind. The thought of a human being forced into such a uni