Dmitri strapped Adrianna into the car. She couldn't stop giggling. All through the journey back to the cottage, she had been talking nonsense.

"Tomorrow is Saturday, and I will not go! ​​

"I will not go, that's it! I will stay in my home," she thumped her foot.

Dmitri looked at her and asked, "Where will you not go Adrianna?"

Adrianna looked at him with her droopy eyes that were now slightly red. She said, "To my father's home."

"Why?"

"I don't like them. All of them hate me," she said gloomily and started crying like a baby.

Dmitri took out his handkerchief and gave it to her. He patted her head and said, "Don't go if you don't want to."

She looked at him again and said, "Dmitri, you fool! You don't know anything. My grandfather made me promise that I have to visit my father and stay there for two days."

"Well, then you should go Adrianna…" he said.

Her cries got louder. "I feel stifled there."

Dmitri hated to see her cry. He sped the car in order to reach the cottage as soon as possible. He parked the car in front of the cottage and rushed to Adrianna's side to help her out. She stumbled out of the car right onto him. Instead of holding her hand, Dmitri picked her up and carried her inside.

He had planned to drug Niiya, but he didn't know that Adrianna would end up drinking so much.

She circled her arms around his neck and held him loosely as her head kept lolling on his chest and arm.

He placed her softly on her bed. Looking down at her, he looked into her tired hazy eyes. He removed her hair from her face and stroked her cheeks. She placed her hand on his thighs and tried to stare at him but couldn't. Dmitri stroked her hair softly to lull her to sleep. He traced her nose and her lips that were just as red as the wine she had just had. Her cheeks were flushed and she was breathing heavy. Unable to resist the girl in front of him, Dmitri kissed her on her cheeks. This was the first time he had kissed her, and it was enchanting. She had played hard to get, and yet, now she was so vulnerable in front of him. He had an urge to make love with her, but he knew that it had to be consensual and not out of lust. He closed his eyes again and kissed her on her cheeks that were as soft as petals. His insides twirled as all the blood ran in between his thighs.

No one had ever been able to have this effect on him.

He watched her drift into deep slumber. Then, he removed his shoes and went to lie beside her. As usual, he curled his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him so that he could spoon her. He smelled her neck and whispered softly, "Adrianna, don't make me wait too long. My wolf is becoming crazier by the minute."

They slept…

A spell was cast around the cottage at night. No one could enter the area within twenty meters of the cottage. And if they tried to enter, they would be fried.

The next day, Adrianna woke up late at 11AM and felt like puking in addition to having a severe headache. She ran to the bathroom and retched. Feeling a bit better, she took a long shower and returned with a towel wrapped around her. All of a sudden, she heard the clinking of utensils in the kitchen. She became vigilant and slowly walked towards the kitchen to take the intruder down. She saw the back of a tall, burly man with broad shoulders making breakfast. He was dressed only in pants. Adrianna gaped at the thick black hair below his ears and his bare ripped muscles. Muscles rippled across every part of his body. With sun-kissed skin, he looked like a seasoned warrior. She had never seen a man with those features, but she knew, without a doubt, that he was Dmitri.