Chapter 13. Vampires and Werewolves

"How much despise do you have for me?" I inquired, hoping to catch a hint of weakness in her eyes.

"More than you can ever imagine," she said, resolute in her resolve.

"You are unbearably stubborn," I responded, my voice trembling with rage.

"And you are nothing but a kidnapper," she retorted.

"Stop referring to me in that manner," I commanded, my voice tinted with annoyance.

"I'm not sure why you insist on keeping me here against my will, but one thing is certain: you will never have any part of me," she asserted defiantly.

"You underestimate the truth," I said, keeping eye contact and my gaze unwavering.

 "I am prepared for whatever may come," she ventured to say, her fearlessness both impressive and vexing.

I declared my objectives without hesitation, my words cutting through the tense environment. "Whether you like it or not, I'm going to marry you. You are mine and mine alone. I'm not compelling you to take time, but your dec