Hannah's POV
I sense his breath on my neck, a frighteningly solid force against my backside. You might assume I'm intentionally moving, but I can't control my body's struggle. The only thing dominating my thoughts is the determination not to lose my virginity today, especially not to him. I refuse to surrender to a crazed, power-driven Alpha, but my attempts are futile against his robust physique.
"Hannah. I said stop!"
I comply, relaxing like a deflated parachute hitting the ground. It's due to the change in his voice; he must have employed his Alpha tone, as he did with Caleb. However, I'm aware of what's happening, and only with enough self-control will Tyrell refrain from forcing himself on me. Once his wolf is sufficiently aroused, he'll have to satisfy his desire, with or without
