Tess Sunrise's pov My buzz had diminished after I sat there waiting impatiently for Samson to return, and when my door unlocked, I stood expecting it to be him. The person who arrived was Marcin and he looked at me with narrowed eyes. I could feel his bitterness in the air like a solid entity. “Why are you here?” I questioned him curiously, and he studied my form, giving me chills. “I'm curious if you are shaped like your mother. You have her beauty and eyes but I am unsure if your body is the same,” he asserted with a grin that didn't give me comfort. “I've never met my mom yet, but I was hoping to, so I don't know," I muttered softly, and he remained stoic with a glare. “Strip,” he ordered and I shook my head. Growing agitated, he clenched his jaw and growled, “Remove your dress, or I will swipe it off you with a flick of my wrist! I am giving you a chance to comply reasonably, Tess.” Narrowing my eyes at him, I wanted to shift into my lycan and tear him a new asshol
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