I whimper, and the other women sob while Petra wails on the ground.
“Now, where is my favorite blood bag?” Jake claps his hands when I see Petra’s canines protrude.
Jake turns away from her, and she rises before charging at him, about to shift. Noleen screams for her to stop when Jake turns back with lightning-quick speed and grips her neck.
“Silly girl, on your knees. Clearly, I need to teach everyone here a lesson, too,” he snaps at her.
Petra snarls and swings at him when he brings her nose to nose with him, his fangs protruding, and I grip his wrist as her face turns purple. Her hands claw at his to let go.
“I said on your knees,” he snarls at her, tossing her down.
Jake starts undoing his pants, and I see him pull his belt out.
“Jake, there are children here,” I murmur as
