Dahlia’s POV:My heart beats faster, sweat trickling down the side of my face when he doesn’t pull away. Instead, he tugs harder. “And what do you think you were trying to do?” he growls menacingly, a warning.“Nothing,” I reply, letting out a whimper when he pulls my hair back further, forcing my neck to crane in an uncomfortable position. His forest green eyes glaze over as he glares daggers into me, his breath hot on my neck, sending shivers down my arched spine.“One thing I hate the most, is liars, Dahlia.” He says through gritted teeth.I gulp. My wolf paces in my head as if having a heart attack, when she tells me the last thing I expected her to say.‘Submit to him, Dahlia,’ she orders me, and if I could see her now I would stare at her like she’d grown two more heads.‘What?!’ I ask, unable to believe she suggested it.‘Submit! You’ll never have the upper hand here if you won’t, Dahlia.’ My brows furrow, listening to my wolf instruct me to submit. She wants me to gain his t
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