Chapter 4

The air in our bedroom crackled with tension as Lucian towered over me, his eyes flashing with golden fury. Gone was the charming Alpha who'd wooed me with gentle words and tender touches. In his place stood a stranger—cold, commanding, determined to bend me to his will.

"You will accept this arrangement," he said, his voice dropping to that distinctive Alpha tone that made lesser wolves cower. "This is not a request, Penelope."

I felt the weight of his command press against me like a physical force. My knees wanted to buckle, my neck to bow in submission. Every instinct…