8. Deny and Defend

Rhianna's POV

"I don't enjoy hurting you, Rhianna. You just have to learn your place."

I snarled and pushed him away from me. Just his closeness felt like a vile mark on my skin, burning me from within. Touches disgusted me, touches that had once been my reprieve. My mate stumbled back and fell. "NO."

An ugly look twisted his face. I could see his anger. He wanted to bury me in his wrath for doing this to him, but... he wouldn't.

He didn't want to kill me yet. But I did not understand what exactly he wanted from me.

He growled as he stood up, his body covered with fur, his eyes glowing red from his rage.

I ran to the door, but before I could open the door, he grabbed me by the back of my dress and pulled me forward before throwing me on the floor.

"I told you that you have to learn your place with me. I don't feel happy about your transgressions, Rhianna. You are being an absolute brat." His voice was condescending. He talked with me like I was a five-years-old screaming for ch