LOGINGorgo Lykaon POV
"Get out of the car right now!" Leonidas Argyros barks at the front seat.
The territory rider jumps out fast. The big black car door shuts with a loud slam. His boots make a quick scratching noise on the dirt before he runs away into the night woods. Now it is just the supreme alpha king inside the small space and me.
Leonidas has messy hair now. His black shirt is pulled open at the top. He looks very stone-faced, but small drops of hot sweat are rolling down his cheeks. His inner wolf is fighting hard to stay quiet.
His big, wet palms clamp down on my wrists like iron bands. "Gorgo, do you have any idea what you are doing to me right now?"
"I..." I shake my head back and forth.
My brain feels like it is melting from the fire potion. I cannot think of any good words.
Leonidas narrows his dark eyes until they look like two sharp pieces of glass. "Look at my face. Do you know exactly which wolf is holding you?"
He never thinks a small, rejected moonborn heiress can make him lose his big alpha balance. He wants me to know his name before things go too far.
I let out a shaky breath and lift my heavy head. I stare at his sharp nose and his angry mouth.
Who is he? My soul knows him. "You are... Leonidas."
"Good!" he says, and his voice sounds like a deep growl from the dark forest.
He lets go of my hands. He reaches up and pulls his shirt over his big shoulders. He throws it onto the front seat.
This is the first time he has ever taken his clothes off near me. He never did this in my first life, and he never did it in this new life until now.
I look at his wide chest and his hard muscles. My mouth stays open. I know the alpha king is the most handsome wolf in Sparta Moonhaven, but seeing him like this makes my heart jump into my throat. He looks like a dangerous predator.
His eyes look very scary now. They are the eyes of a real hunter who wants to kill a small rabbit in the snow.
I feel a big wave of cold fear hit my stomach. The fire in my blood suddenly gets a little bit smaller because I am scared. He is going to eat me alive.
I try to move my legs back toward the car door. "I... I want to go."
"Why are you moving back now?" Leonidas asks, and he reaches out and drags my body right back onto his lap. "You are the one who started this fire, female wolf."
I make a small crying sound and put my palms against his bare skin to push him away. His skin feels even hotter than mine. It feels like touching a burning stove.
"I am okay now," I lie to him. My voice is shaking. "Let me go."
This man is too dangerous for me. If a female wolf gets close to the supreme alpha king, she can never run away again. He will own her forever.
I am so stupid. Why do I jump into his car? Why do I kiss his mouth and make his wolf mad?
My body feels hot and cold at the same time. My mind remembers all the bad, sad years from my old life inside the Argyros Citadel. I remember how powerful and mean he can be. I cannot make him mad tonight. I need to run away from him and live a quiet life.
"You jump on my lap, and now you want to say no?" Leonidas asks, and his big fingers grab my chin again to force my face up. His voice sounds very dark. "Little wolf, are you playing a game with the alpha king?"
"No, I am not," I say, and I try to wiggle out of his grip. He is too strong. I cannot move an inch.
"I am sorry, Leonidas. Please let my body go."
I start to panic. I look at the door handle, but his big body is blocking the way out. I am too weak to fight a warrior wolf.
"No wolf makes a fool out of me," Leonidas says, looking down at my mouth with a hungry face. "You asked for this, Gorgo."
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