Chapter 7: Pathetic
Julius recoiled, nostrils flaring. "You’re so eager to seduce other men," he sneered, but his voice wavered slightly, his fingers curling into fists.
Riven was about to throw out another snarky remark when suddenly, Julius grabbed him by the collar.
"Hey—!"
Before Riven could react, he was shoved backwards into his own room. The door slammed shut behind them, rattling from the force.
"What the hell—"
Julius didn’t give him the chance to finish. He crushed their lips together, kissing Riven with an aggression that was almost desperate.
For a second, Riven was too stunned to react. Then, he bit down. Hard.
Julius flinched, a sharp hiss escaping him as the metallic taste of blood filled the air. But he didn’t stop.
Even with pain lacing his mouth, he kept kissing Riven.
That was when Riven had enough. He might’ve been stuck in this body, but he was still a wolf—literally and figuratively.
With a burst of strength, he shoved Julius off.