Ruthless Obsession
The carriage transit through the shadow-passes was completely blocked, I discovered a massive tear in my finest silk stockings, and the warm blood-draft I had detoured to procure tasted like it had been filtered through a swamp-troll's boot.
Despite the minor disasters, my inner wolf is howling with anticipation. I have deliberately clothed myself in my most scandalous, sheer lace blouse and a tight leather pencil skirt, fully remembering how Lucien’s dark eyes had devoured my body during our last encounter. I thrive on his heavy, intense gaze, and I fully intend to taunt his beast until he has no choice but to take what is his.
Upon my arrival at the Scarlet Council Wing, I find his tempora
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