Vera pov
He hates my father. I wonder what his reasons are.
But the thought of him hating me on knowing I am that man's daughter makes an uneasiness settle over me.
Not focusing on the task at hand, I was distracted, and he took advantage of this.
He turns the tables, making my back to slam against the wall, pinninh both my wrists above my head he smirks down at me.
His head plops in the crook of my neck, and he places lingering kisses down my jawline, making the tingles spread.
Before he could continue, I lift my knee to land a harsh blow between his legs, and he wobbles back from me, cursing.
"Fuc* Vera! Do you wish to have pups or not?"
I smirk, crouching down to his level as he lays on the floor, doubling in pain.
"Who said they have to be with you?"
My words made his beast g
