Mate against her will

Enemy teritory

Medaline

I lowered my knife and sank onto the seat.

Sure I could attack him, but it would only cause us to crash. And caviling out of a car wreck is never as pretty as you think it would be. It will also probably result in some major breakage on both parts and that will only complicate things.

The worse part was that I could still feel the feat rising inside of me, and his f*****g presence wasn't helping me.

I closed my eyes and tried to shut off everything, but it was more difficult than ever, just due to the sheer amount of things that I am feeling right now.

I tried making my body disconnect, but it was impossible because I felt my wolf.

She was pacing around in the back of my head, so happy to see Percy, to see his wolf. She was anxious and so happy right now and that only added to the messed up pile of emotions I am going through right now.

"We are almost there."

I heard his voice as if it was coming from a cave or some place far away, but it was enough to pull me back to reality.

The streets around me seemed so familiar... so homey and I hated every moment of it.

The dark streets were calm and so different to Emanuel's pack's streets. The sad part is that I like the calmness of these streets. Night life was never a thing that participated and it never held the apeal. But these slow city night streets felt like a place for a family.

Percy made a few turns and we stopped in front of his house and a sense of panic filled me. He drove into the garage and killed the engine.

I could feel all my instincts kick in and I was ready to fight again, so when he opened his doors and stepped out, I did the same. I jumped out of the car and ran towards the doors leading to the house. I would have gone for the garage door, but they closed immediately, so my best choice was to make the run for the front door.

I guess he didn't expect it as I managed to get through and reach the doors to the living space first. As I ran through them, I noticed the lock on them and locked Percy out of the house. It would give me a few moments of head time.

I didn't waste any more time as I ran forwards and as I was about a few meters from the front door I heard a crash and Percie's heavy steps behind me.

Shit

Shit

Shit.

I was about to reach the door when his hard body crashed into me. He griped my shoulder and turned me around. That was his mistake, because my hands were left free.

I lifted my hands and tried to punch him, but the man was faster. He captured them in one of his and pushed them over my head again, holding me in place.

"Medaline, calm down."

I ignored his words and continued to fight him. I tried to knee his balls, but he managed to doge my knee.

"f**k, Medaline, calm down or..."

But before he could finish, I tried to head bang him.

"THAT'S IT."

He released a low growl that made my body freeze.

"If you are going to continue as a bratty child, I will treat you as such."

He threw me over his shoulder and carried me in the direction of the living room. I know that I should have fought, but I still was too shocked to do anything.

He released me the ground with a bit more force than needed, sat down on the couch and pulled me into his lap, but to my surprise, I didn't sit down, but was pulled face down.

"f*****g, bratty girl."

He was murmuring as he ripped my fake leather pants off, leaving me open to the cold room.

I felt my own scent fill the room as even more wet heat dripped from my p***y, but he seemed to ignore me. One of his hands was holding me down, while his legs peressed down mine.

And then I felt what his free hand was doing.

At first I felt a breeze of cold air, but it was followed by a hard slap against my ass.

"Each will be for the times you insulted or attacked me today."

His low growl did things to my body, f**k.

And a generous number of slaps landed on my ass, each harder than the one before. The heat of the pain was spreading all throughout my ass as he continued to slap each cheek, alternating between each on each slap.

I could feel tears rolling down my cheeks as he continued with slap after slap. My vision became blurry as the pain became just a dull scene and I noticed that I was no longer face down, but in his lap with my face buried in his neck.

He stopped slapping my ass, but the tears were still there. Strangely, I didn't feel hurt by what he just did.

Sure, I felt humiliated, but at the same time... it was nice.

We sat like that for a few moments, until I felt myself drift away. My eyes started to close again as his big hand massaged my back and I was drawing in his scent.

And the truth is that I was in heaven.

I felt him stand up and carry me, but I couldn't open my eyes, so I just let him do that, because I was pretty sure that I couldn't do anything even if I wanted to.

I probably fell into quite a deep sleep that I didn't even notice that he laid us both in bed. Now we were sleeping face to face, but the only problem was that I couldn't move my hands.

I tried to move them a few times, but it was pointless and when I opened my eyes I saw why...

HE f*****g TIED ME TO A BED!