Filthy rich werewolves by Taylor Caine

Chapter 165

Grace's body froze. Even if she yelled right now, who is going to barge in and save her?

Saving her would be going against Alpha Reed. Who would be so stupid?

At least in this area, his pack was supreme.

She’d have to go far, far from here to escape his influence.

When she snapped out of her trance, his lips were kissing hers and he pried open her teeth, tasting all

of her sweetness.

"No! I don't want it to be like this!"

Almost subconsciously, she suddenly bit him.

In the next moment, Grace's mouth was flooded with a bloody taste and she was taken aback.

Even so, he continued to kiss her, assertively forcing her to swallow his blood!

But that… in there world, trading blood formed a bond.

His lips were gentle but merciless. His taste was divine.

Even as she hated herself, she couldn’t resist the way he made her feel.

She did not know how much time had passed. When the kiss ended, her lips felt numb and the bloody

taste in her mouth was very strong.

"Did it taste good?" he asked quietly. The corners of his lips were raised and a trickle of blood was

slowly flowing down from one side of his mouth.

His faint smile was complemented by the dark red blood, making it seem extra bright.

She opened her mouth to speak but didn’t know what to say.

He raised a finger and gently wiped away the redness at the corner of her lips. "As a matter of fact, this

is the first time a woman has drunk my blood. Sister, you have truly proven yourself to be the exception

to many of my rules."

"Let me go, please," she begged with difficulty.

"Are you that unwilling to stay by my side?" he asked, his fingers gently stroking her beautiful head of

hair.

His movements were tender but her body could not help shivering and her hair stood on end.

"I just want to... live my life peacefully." Every time she swallowed, it felt as if she was absorbing him.

Shivers spread under skin, like a surge of adrenaline.

Oh gods, what had they done!?

"So staying by my side wouldn't be peaceful?" he asked mockingly. He reached out his fingers and

abruptly tore at her clothes.

In an instant, her shoulder was exposed to the open air.

Grace's entire body stiffened and she hastily shut her eyes, not moving at all.

There was no use in struggling. Part of her wanted to. Part of her wanted to bask in this male’s

presence.

But he wasn’t hers.

He wasn’t even who she’d come to care about.

He was a stranger. An Alpha.

She could feel his lips kissing her neck and collarbone while his fingers touched her skin...

Bear with it, bear with it. Pretend he's Jason and not Jason!

She mentally repeated that sentiment to herself but it was as if she was devoid of willpower and unable

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Something was wrong.

Her bones felt brittle and her whole body shivered. She trembled even more violently until a nauseous

feeling rose within her...

"Uh!" Grace abruptly opened her eyes and covered her mouth with her hand.

Then, she hurriedly got out of bed to rush to the toilet. She leaned over the sink and started to throw up

unceasingly.

She retched over the sink. There was something…awakening in her.