The Lycan King’s Playtoy
"Repeat it, Kade, and see what happens."
My aura pressed against him—a heavy feeling oppressive like the flickering torches with the air heavy with my dominance. He shook his head vehemently, his hands gripping the throne, his knuckles white.
The fear that flickered in his eyes, I savored; my lips curling into a satisfied grin. I let him go, my claws retracting again, so that my hand was now completely human, smooth and unmarred. Holding it out for a handshake, my smirk unbroken, a silent command. Kade paused, then swallowed as his throat moved with hesitance before extending his hand, movements stiff, controlled.