Fenrir’s Masochism Night II

Fenrir

Feeling my heart burn with a deflated ego, I paced restlessly in my room, desperately seeking a sense of calm.

Just then, a knock echoed through the silence, capturing my attention.

My eyes darted towards the door, and with a surge of anticipation, I rushed towards it, flinging it open without hesitation.

“Here she is Alpha.” Rudolph bowed and I rolled my eyes at his excessiveness.

I glanced away from him to see a tiny red-haired woman beside him. She looked fragile and breakable.

But why did Rudolph bring me a woman with the same hair color and body shape as Marsai? Goodness! How can he be so annoying?

I mean, I liked how he was loyal to me but it was too obvious like he was buttlicking. Anyone could see that he was being submissive because of the fear of having his flesh lacerated by me.

I understood that he was terrified of me, which is why he surrendered like a helpless pup.

That rush of dominance was exhilarating, and the fear I provoked only fueled my power and desire