Page 45 of Wolf

Grabbing my keys, I head for the door. It's time to visit my girl. The anticipation of seeing her again, of having her at my mercy, sends a thrill through me. She can run, but she can't hide.

I grip the steering wheel tightly, my knuckles turning white as I navigate the winding streets toward the university campus. The anticipation is palpable, coursing through my veins like a drug. She’s been evading me for far too long.

Pulling into the parking lot, I quickly make my way toward the library, my long strides carrying me with purpose. The tracker on Kali's phone has led me straight to her.

Pushing through the heavy wooden doors, I scan the rows of shelves, my eyes narrowing as I spot a familiar figure in the distance. There she is, my elusive prey, hidden amongst the books. A predatory smile spreads across my lips as I stalk towards her, my footsteps silent.

Reaching the aisle, I see Kali engrossed in her search, completely unaware of my presence. Without warning, I grab her by the arm and slam her back against the sturdy stacks. Her eyes widen in surprise and fear, and I relish the sight.

“Where have you been hiding?" I growl, my face mere inches from hers. “You know you can't escape me.”

I grip Kali's arm tighter, my fingers digging into her delicate skin. “How I found you is of no concern. What matters is that I've finally caught you.”

I lean in closer, enjoying the sight of her fear-filled eyes. “You're coming with me. Now.”

Kali narrows her eyes and tries to pull away. “No, Matias. I'm not going anywhere with you.”

A low, rumbling chuckle escapes my lips. “Is that so?" I yank her towards me, my other hand snaking around her waist to hold her in place. “You seem to have forgotten who's in charge here.”

She glares up at me, her defiance igniting a primal hunger within me. “I haven't forgotten anything. I'm not your plaything, Matias. Let me go.”

I tighten my hold, relishing the way her body trembles against mine. “Oh, but you are my plaything. Whether you like it or not.” My lips graze the delicate skin of her neck, and I feel her pulse quicken. “Now, be a good girl and come with me.”

Kali tenses and pushes against me, but I force my lips to hers. She struggles against me, her hands pushing at my chest, but I refuse to let her go. When I finally pull away, her lips are swollen, and her eyes are wild with a mix of fear and something else.

“Don't make this harder than it has to be, Kali,” I murmur, my thumb caressing her cheek. “You know you can't resist me.”

I grip Kali's arm firmly as she reluctantly follows me out of the library. The thrill of her submission sends a jolt of electricity through me.

I lead her to my car, the silence between us thick with tension. Kali's eyes dart around, searching for an escape, but she knows better than to try. This game is mine to control.

As I start the engine and pull out of the parking lot, I feel Kali's unease growing. Good. The uncertainty only makes this moment sweeter. I relish the power I hold over her, the way she's at my mercy.

The drive back to the apartment is silent, save for the engine's hum. I steal glances at Kali, watching her fidget in her seat, her hands clenched tightly in her lap. I want to reach over and touch her, to feel the warmth of her skin, but I resist. The anticipation is half the fun.

When we finally arrive, I usher Kali inside, my hand resting possessively on the small of her back. She hesitates, and I can sense her fear, but she knows better than to defy me. Not now, when we're so close to being alone.

As the door clicks shut behind us, the tension in the air is palpable. Kali stands before me, her eyes downcast, her body tense. My hunger grows with each passing second.

“Welcome home,” I murmur, my voice low and rough. I reach out, my fingers tracing the delicate line of her jaw, and I relish the way she trembles at my touch.

Kali opens her mouth to speak. “Shhh, don't ruin the moment. You're here with me now, and that's all that matters.”

I step closer, my body brushing against hers, and I can feel the heat radiating off her skin. The urge to claim her, to make her mine in every possible way, is overwhelming. But I hold back, savoring the anticipation, the knowledge that I hold all the power in this twisted game we're playing.

“Let me give you a tour of your new home,” I grin. I watch her closely, relishing the fear and curiosity on her face.

I gesture grandly towards the left. “First, we have the kitchen. You'll find everything you need there to prepare our meals.” I can almost see the wheels turning in her head.

“And over here, we have the living room.” I motion towards the spacious area with plush furniture and a large-screen television. “We can relax here after a long day.”

Kali glances around, her eyes narrowing as she takes in the apartment. I smirk, enjoying the way her gaze lingers on the various exits. She is, no doubt, plotting her escape routes.

“Now, this is the bathroom.” I push open the door to reveal the sleek, modern space. “You can take your time to relax and indulge in there.” I wink, and her cheeks flush.

Finally, I show her to the bedroom. The moment she steps inside, her eyes land on the metal chains fastened to the bedposts, and her breath catches.

“Matias—" she begins, her voice laced with fear and desire.

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