Dove's pov
He pushed me onto the bed and cinched both my hands above my head. His body was on top of mine in the push up position, yet it wasn't romance, but a threat.
“Let me go!” My lips commanded.
A smirk arose on the corner of his mouth as he made his grip stronger on my wrists.
“You should know your place!” Words came out of his mouth.
“Gabriel fu*king Rodriguez!” Anger inside me shouted.
*Chuckles
“What? What did you say?”
For the first time…he wasn't angry.
“Let me go, A**hole!”
“Do you know why you're here?”
My brows furrowed to his question.
His fangs came out and they slowly moved closer to my neck. It didn't take me time to realize…he was about to mark.
Even though I was burning with rage, that moment made me weak again.
My palm clenched the bed sheet as his hea
