Tiara's chest heaved as Enzo loomed above her, his body casting a shadow over her trembling form. His strong hands pinned hers to the mattress, pressing them hard above her head. She tried to twist free, but his grip was unrelenting. The hunger in his gaze was terrifying, dark and predatory, and she could feel his breath on her skin, every exhale stirring her panic.
"Yes, yes, mark her!" Enzo's wolf surged within him, pushing its instincts to the surface. It clouded his mind, its growl almost echoing in his ears as it tried to take over completely.
"No, no, this is wrong!" Enzo's human side fought back. He wasn't supposed to do this. She wasn't their mate. But the wolf was relentless, overpowering his reason as he leaned in closer. His lips were on hers, devouring her in a heated, desperate kiss.
