“Sit down, Sihwa. You are the heir of the Pure Bloodline pack. You don’t need to bow before me.” I sat back down in my chair, feeling anxious and praying he doesn't get close to me. He strolled over to me and slid his butt on the spot I was reading my book and sat down. He crossed his leg over the other and smiled at me.

“What are you reading?”

“It’s—about werewolves.” I answered and forced my eyes onto the book I was reading. I flinched a little when he slowly rubbed my hair downwards, toying with the strands of my hair. What was he doing to me? His...