Chapter 10

Isolde’s POV

Night fell fast.

Mia had to run out to handle a pack errand. Before she left, she hugged me tight and promised she’d be back as soon as she could.

The second the front door clicked shut, the whole house went dead silent. It was the kind of heavy, terrifying quiet that felt alive.

Silas stood in the doorway of his dark study. He only said one word.

“Inside.”

The heavy lock clicked shut behind me.

He didn't lunge at me. He just leaned casually against the edge of his massive mahogany desk, watching me with those piercing eyes.

The dim lamp cast harsh shadows over his face, making him look like a predator that had finally cornered his prey.

“The bond is only going to get deeper,” he said smoothly. “You have two choices now.”

“You can accept it and be a good girl… or you can keep playing dumb until Mia catches us doing this.”

My hands twisted uselessly in the fabric of my dress. I was shaking so hard I couldn't even hide it.

My throat locked up. I couldn't speak.

He closed the distance between us.

His big, rough fingers brushed against the fresh bite mark on the back of my neck. In the next second, a massive wave of dark pheromones flooded straight into my gland.

Blinding heat exploded from the bite and rushed through my bloodstream. My knees went weak, and my core instantly melted.

He reached up my skirt and yanked the crystal toy out.

The sudden emptiness only lasted a second before his bare, burning fingers slid right inside me.

“Your body doesn't lie,” he growled softly, pumping his fingers in and out of my soaking wet heat. “It’s already begging for it.”

Pure fear and unwanted lust crashed over me.

I tried to back away, but my legs wouldn't work. His fingers pushed deeper, stretching me out with brutal force.

My breathing shattered. I had to grab the edge of his desk just to stay on my feet.

“Don’t… Daddy, please…” I sobbed, tears spilling down my face.

He grabbed my hips and spun me around, pressing my back hard against his chest.

I felt the massive, burning length of his cock press right against my wet entrance.

He dragged it up and down slowly, just to tease me—a heavy reminder that there was nowhere left to run.

“Choose,” he whispered.

His lips brushed my ear, sending shivers down my spine, but his voice was completely heartless. “Tonight, or tomorrow. It all ends exactly the same way.”

The thick head of his cock started to push inside me, millimeter by millimeter.

That terrifying, familiar stretching feeling returned. I cried harder, but I couldn't force the word "no" out of my mouth.

My body was trembling with fear, but it was already melting around him, taking him in like it belonged to him.

Suddenly, the rumble of a car engine shutting off cut through the quiet night.

Silas froze, keeping that thick head wedged just inside me. He lowered his mouth to my ear.

“Remember your choice. You will never escape me.”

A knock hit the front door.

In one fluid motion, he pulled out and stepped back. Within seconds, he was perfectly composed again—the cold, untouchable Alpha.

I stood frozen by the desk, my dress a mess, my legs shaking, with his thick scent and heat still dripping out of me.

Mia’s cheerful voice echoed through the hallway.

“Dad, Izzy—I’m back!”