Chapter 116

*** Drake's POV ***

I was officially fucked.

She has me in a fucking chokehold.

I never really cared about ladies, girls, women. But now all I think about is a long dark-haired, succulent lip, porcelain, tan skin, and thick body in the middle of the night. Inside the dark, almost cold cell. She has me wrapped around her fingers but the moment she got slapped in front of me, I felt like my wolf would take over and rip the person into pieces. I have to control myself.

My soon-to-be mother-in-law. I can't disrespect her because, in the end, she is still the mother of my mate. I controlled myself. Iris lives in my head rent free and now it felt as if she is the one controlling me. Like I don't get myself anymore.

Her sexy, porcelain doll skin, I couldn't get enough of it. I couldn't get myself right. How would she be feeling right now? Her crazy, long dark hair. Her firm hips, I can't get enough of it. I can't. I might die if anyone takes her away from me.<