Ravished By Four Insatiable Beasts
“I just… I can’t ignore that he’s trying to help me, that he’s… interested in my mind, my potential.”
Ares’s hand brushed against mine, light but deliberate. My wolf growled at the contact, and I felt the magnetic pull of him, protective and possessive. “Zorya,” he said softly, but there was steel beneath the softness, “you’re not seeing the full picture. That interest isn’t harmless. He wants something from you, and we can’t let him take it.”
Kai’s eyes, ever analytical, met mine. “He’s clever. He knows your weaknesses, your ambitions, your fears. Every compliment, every praise—it’s designed to make you rely on him. He’s patient. And dangerous.”
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