Otis's POV
How could there be such a pervert?
My bite was used as a tool for his enjoyment, and I couldn't keep him from harm with all my might.
The feeling of being humiliated appeared inside me, but there was no way for me to escape from here now.
After Robert left, he trapped me in this chamber, my hands were locked by handcuffs on the wall, and there was no way to break free with my strength.
I looked towards the door and I could see that there were two strong werewolves guarding the outside, not to mention the iron door that required a code to open.
Time passed by, and my heart was like being put on fire.
I thought of almost all the ways, I groped at the room walls inch by inch, looking for possible things that could open or break the iron lock, but all failed without exception
