Chapter Seventy-Nine – Master Plan
(Snow Top Mountains)
The intense smell of ginger was everywhere in the small room where Prince Asher stayed at, finishing a drug.
He was wearing a thin sleeved shirt and his body glistened from the sweat lined down his back and neck.
A werewolf girl, naked but for the small panties on her waist, held unto him demandingly.
"Wait a second!" Asher kicked her face, making her roll to the other end of the room. She crawled back, immediately, like an animal.
"Ah!" Asher sighed. "I shouldn't have drugged her till I was sure this one was perfect. I can't work like this."
He stared down at the werewolfess rubbing her clit on a leg of his table to gain friction.
She experienced heat, a condition that primarily affected werewolves were the urge for sexual intercourse was maxed, those were results of the drugs used Asher on her.