I clenched my fist with sheer anger. I wanted to beat this guy mercilessly.
But I knew I couldn't. I didn't have enough strength due to the wine I had drunk.
And I couldn't start fighting in the middle of the bathroom; I am not that barbaric.
I tried to walk away, looking, but just as I was about to pass him, I felt a sense of dizziness fall over me.
I couldn't manage my balance and fell off. Before I knew it, I was lying in the arms of an Alpha I hated with every inch of my body.
I tried to get up, but my body refused to move. I felt like crying.
Before I even noticed, I started to sob, and my face burned in shame. I realized what was happening.
I started to struggle with the stranger's strong hold. 'No! It wasn't supposed to be like this...I am not this weak.' I couldn't help buthinkht to myself.
What could be more shameful than crying and showing your vulnerable side to your enemy?
