CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE

RYKER

I scrutinised her for a while as I mulled over her request, contemplating if I was going to give in or not. I wasn't the man who asked for time to make decisions.

Before I leave a room, my mind is made up.

“So what do you say?” She asked as she fiddled with the hem of her dress.

I shrugged. “You don't have the strength. You look as though your hand can be snapped in two , with a tight grip.”

She licked her bottom lip and I stared against my will. “You don't want to know what these hands can do, Alpha. They handle...