Page 28 of Obsessed Wolf Daddy

I laugh as I shrug off my coat and hand it to an attendant who has materialized beside us. I almost wish I could keep my coat on for a bit longer; I don't want to feel exposed. But I don't feel like I can say no. Standing there in just my dress, I feel the cool air kiss my bare shoulders, sending shivers down my spine.

Terrance's eyes linger on my outfit, his lips curving into an appreciative smile. "Damn. You look great, Saf."

"Oh, thanks," I say, not entirely liking how he's staring at me, but I know he's just being nice. I wave the compliment away, trying not to blush. "It's Tanya's. One of the benefits of having her move in."

As we move into the main room, the scale of the party becomes clear. A jazz band is playing in the corner, filling the air with a sultry vibe. There are sexy people everywhere, their beauty and confidence like nothing I've ever seen before. I thought my dress was too short, but I'm way overdressed compared to some of the women here. Their barely-there dresses leave little to the imagination, and I don't know where to look. It's both mesmerizing and overwhelming, and I can't help but feel self-conscious.

"Now we're talking." Terrance grins, pointing to a couple kissing passionately against the wall, their bodies entwined in a sensual dance for dominance.

I'm blushing furiously now, and my gaze darts from one couple to another, unsure where to look. I take a sip of my drink, hoping it will ground me, only to realize that it's shifter alcohol. Regular alcohol does not affect us; in fact, we're practically immune to its intoxicating properties. But this drink is different. It burns down my throat, and I hastily put it to one side. "It's shifter alcohol," I tell Terrance. “You shouldn’t drink any. You’re driving.”

Terrance rolls his eyes, but picks up my glass. "Wait here. I'll get you something else."

I nod, grateful he listened, and lean against the wall, trying not to stare at the couple now grinding against each other. Suddenly, Jonah rushes past, coming to a stop when he sees me.

"Tell me you're not hiding in a corner, Saffy,” he says. “Not when you look so beautiful."

I look over to see a couple of beautiful half-naked women waiting for him. His eyes are so full of mischief that I can't help smiling. "I'm just waiting for Terrance to get my drink, I promise."

Jonah nods, seemingly satisfied, but before he rushes off, he adds, "Go easy on the good stuff. I can't be getting Cole's intern into trouble."

I want to ask if Cole's here, but Jonah has already rushed off chasing the women, who are now screaming with laughter. I sigh, scanning the room for Cole, but I can't see him. I'm grateful when Terrance returns with a different drink, and we decide to tour the vast penthouse. The drink is delicious, and Terrance gets me a couple of refills as we catch up with some of the R&D team hiding out on the deck, obviously overwhelmed by the party, too.

Everyone is talking and laughing, but I find myself yawning. Sarah catches me and laughs. "Are we keeping you up, Saffy?"

I groan, embarrassed. "I don't know what's wrong with me. I feel so sleepy." I didn't feel tired when I arrived. Perhaps I'm just not cut out for parties. I excuse myself to go to the bathroom, but when I stand, I wobble slightly, blood rushing to my head. I grip Terrance's shoulder to steady myself.

"Whoa, you okay?" he asks. I think he looks concerned, but it's hard to tell as my vision blurs slightly. I nod and exit the deck quickly, hoping no one else noticed. I keep my head down as I concentrate on putting one foot in front of the other, passing through the main room where the band is still playing. People unintentionally jostle me as I try to navigate the space. I think I spot Jonah and briefly consider asking him for help, but I'm too embarrassed, so I head toward the bathroom instead.

Stumbling up the last couple of steps, I'm grateful to see the corridor looking empty.Which door is the bathroom,I wonder. I try the first two, but they don't open. Finally, the third opens, but as I feel around for a switch, I begin to wonder if it's the wrong room. The darkness envelopes me, only making me feel worse. I try to step backward, but hit something hard. It's aperson, and I feel hands wrapping around my waist, pulling me closer.

"Wha—" I murmur.

"It's okay, Saffy, I've got you. Okay?" a male voice replies in the dark. His hands begin stroking my bare arms, skimming my breasts. Through my mental fog, the voice sounds familiar. Safe, even.

I step away in an attempt to clear my head. "Cole?"

"Why the fuck would I be Cole?" The voice’s harsh tone helps my mind to clear temporarily, and I focus on the voice.

"Terrance?" I ask, confused.

The man doesn't answer. Instead, he grabs my arm and pulls me closer, sealing his lips against mine and pushing me back until I'm falling onto something soft. A bed? Panic begins to set in as I feel his weight on top of me, but my limbs feel so heavy. I try to push him off, but it has no effect.

My wolf is quiet. She's not fighting, and even as I try to shift, nothing happens.

"Come on, Saf, just relax," he whispers, and now I know for sure it's Terrance. A tear leaks from my eye as he roughly palms my breast.

"S-stop, please," I sob.

He doesn't listen and simply resumes kissing my neck, grinding his growing erection against my body. I struggle beneath him to no avail, and then still, building my strength before wrenching my face away from his and screaming with everything I have left.

"Help!"

Chapter 15 - Cole

I pour another drink, loosen my top shirt button, and lean against the quartz counter. I hate the quietness. The alcohol gives me a momentary rush before my shifter blood immediately clears it from my system, so I pour another. I know it's my choice to be here alone, but that doesn't make it any easier to swallow.

I hope to God Annie is having a nice time with her mom. I know it means the world to her. I had hoped Carmela would step up this time, but that doesn't seem likely. Annie is getting older now, and I know she's beginning to see that her mom doesn't behave the way other moms do.

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