I sneered at Oswald deridingly and raised my chin proudly, not giving regard to his hands that locked me in place. I gave the sweetest smile I could ever muster to him upon seeing a nervous expression slowly creeping onto his face.

"Why surprised? Isn't that what Alpha Oswald has wanted since the beginning?" I quipped provocatively.

"Isn't that what you don't want?" Oswald snapped, his hold tightening in anger.

I bit my lower lip to stop myself from wincing loudly due to the pain.

Is he kidding? How does what I want and don't want connect to our current situation? Does he even recall what he has done to...