Chapter 12. An X-Rated Show (2)

Sylvester’s POV

“You have always been so full of yourself,” I said to her, looking at her with mischief. “What if I were to claim you, what would you do then?”

I saw her eyes widened in fear. But she immediately looked down shuttering her eyes from me so I could not read her reaction. By the time she looked at me again, the fear was gone and her head was held high. Proud vixen! I thought. I shall shatter your pride now!

I drew her close, plastered her to the wall and was going to claim her lips so I could start my ministrations, knowing that no matter how she struggled, I could easily overpower her. She did not struggle, which surprised me or did she want it as much as I did? I thought in amusement. But her next words disabused me of such thoughts.

“If you claim me, you might have to make me your Luna,” she said, calmly like she knew what she was saying and couldn’t care less.

I have learnt how to control my wolf but it seemed to be defiling me a