Offering My Neck To You นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Put your arms around my neck." "W-what?" I blinked, processing his words. "I will get you out. Just do as I say." Since my brain was already turning into an ice cube, I decided to use whatever help he offered. I reached out and carefully slid my hand around his neck. He smirked as our faces became dangerously close. I lowered my gaze, trying to concentrate on anything but his eyes... Unfortunately, looking at his lips wasn't a good idea either. I exhaled deeply, praying that he wouldn't hear my hammering heart. I placed my other hand on his neck, forming a tight grip.

My name sounds like a warning. "I'm serious." My heart hammers so hard I'm surprised he can't hear it. "You kept me warm. Let me keep you warm." He takes one involuntary step forward, then catches himself. "You don't know what you're offering." "I know exactly what I'm offering." I close the distance until the silk of my dress brushes over his chest. Heat radiates off him despite the chill of the night. "I'm offering fairness. I'm offering gratitude. Please accept my offer."

I asked, my voice trembling but laced with desperation. Theo froze, his sharp eyes narrowing as he turned back to face me. There was a flicker of curiosity in his gaze, like he was intrigued by my audacity. “What other deal?” he asked, his tone cold but somehow amused. I took a deep breath, my hands shaking, but I couldn’t stop now. “What if I offer myself? I’ll work for you—no salary. Everything I make will go to you. Just please, let my father go.”

Then he moved, closing the distance between us so fast I didn't have time to flinch. "You'd offer yourself to me?" His voice was low, dangerous. "But you see, I am king so I already have you.” He was right. I swallowed, mind scrambling for a response. “I know you already own me,” I started slowly. “But I… I offer myself willingly. You own all humans but most of us do things out of fear and not willingness. I offer my body to you. All of it.” There was a pause. “Knowing what I am? What I could do to you?"

he offers a grin. I roll my eyes, smiling. “Oh, of course. The future king of wolves gets a free pass.” “Something like that,” he shrugs, waving his phone. “So…?” “Fine, if you can help, why not?” I push back my hair to reveal my neck.

"No no, I won't take you. Not yet." I manage to get my teeth past my lips and I bite down hard on his fingers. He doesn't flinch, though, irritation thins his mouth. I glance to my left. Where is everyone? "I came to make you an offer, dove." What the hell is a dove? If he'd just release my wrists, I'll show him how much of a dove I can be. I stay still, pushing all of my hatred and anger into my gaze. Let it burn him. Let it kill him. But it doesn't do a thing, and it seems I've only succeeded in making him delighted.

While I'm not ready to anger Hardin, I'm not willing to cower or submit again. "What if I offer you the one thing that you desire more than anything?" I say softly, whispering the words so no one hears me. I could feel my neck flush with heat, the instant shiver that hits my body doesn't help. Damn this bite. I mentally scold myself. Hardins eyes darken, flickering across my face in search for any sign of playfulness. He finds none. Am I really offering it him? Do I even want to? "Tomorrow." Is his response, his arm dropping from my waist.

"They have orders not to lay a hand on you, but you can't blame them if they want to. You ruined their lives; you took away their children and their parents. The least they can do is hate you, even if they don't touch you." "You should even be grateful that I'm allowing you to live and giving you grace. Most people won't do this. You wouldn't have done this if you were the one." "And also, it's either you accept this offer or I host a public beheading for you. Your choice." I add the catch, and he sighs. He knows that I've got him now. "I accept."

He twists his neck that cracks, like shattering bones in an unnatural manner — yet he seems unharmed. More and more, he seems like a monster. “Why are you doing this?” My voice unintentionally trembles towards the ending. “Why? Why are you foolish? I offered you power — the power of merely being an Alpha. I offered you salvation from your wretched fate. I offered you freedom from the binds of others that do not care for you.” With every statement, he grows closer and closer to my face, till his venomous swirling purple eyes are just an inch from mine, and the hands wrapped round my neck squeezes it even tighter.

He's going to come around, once we negotiate it and come to an understanding…. "Understanding?" "Or if that doesn’t work, then leverage.” I cut in again. I knew very well what I was saying didn't make any sense, but this was the only thing I could come up with. “Use me. As collateral, as insurance, whatever you need to stop the bloodshed before it starts." "You’re offering yourself now?" His eyes darkened, like he hadn't brought up the suggestion himself just a little over a while ago. "If it means saving lives, yes." I nodded. “I'm ready to do anything.”