CHAPTER 67 – HELPLESSNESS

“DAMN IT!” I roared, recalling the wolf that fell from the cliff. However, my greatest folly was accepting to be his Luna, surrendering my purity to a wolf who saw me only as the satisfaction of his primal instincts.

“Maybe I should let the darkness consume me.” I growled and resigned. I entered the room as I planned my next steps. Soon, I would be among the witches, determined to master my power and become strong enough to protect both myself and Conan. I was determined to escape from the Alpha and the darkness that surrounded us.

At the door, the Lycan King approached, noticing my tension. “What do you want here?” I snarled, irritated.

“You're my Luna, and this room won't be yours anymore. We'll share the bed in my room,” he declared, shrugging as he approached.

“Alpha,” I said, turning to face him, feeling his proximity so close that I could feel his warm breath on my face. “I want to revoke my choice!”

“That's not possible,” he smiled, reaching out his hands to touch my hair, twir