Claiming My Alpha
Sam asked as he stood over me in human form.
“I am not resisting anything,” I told him, “You are the one who is insisting on something that doesn’t exist.”
‘I don’t really care if you feel the same way or not,” Sam said arrogantly, “What matters to me is that you are mine.”
“I will never be yours, Sam,” I don’t care if I receive more anger from him. Because, I will never, ever tell him something that isn’t true. I will never give him the satisfaction of hearing the words that he wanted to hear.