Chapter 18: Get Away From Him!
Gods, what is wrong with me? Even my horniness should have limits!
"Julius..." Riven’s voice came out softer than he wanted.
Riven knew that this man was crazy but he seemed like he was going to force him right here, right now. Which... Well, in all fairness that was pretty common in BL stories, it was also a trope Riven was not really into.
Pinned against his own bed, his wrists locked beneath Julius’ iron grip, Riven knew he was at a disadvantage. Julius was a trained warrior, a powerful wolf, a future heir.
His strength was undeniable. Riven, on the other hand, had never properly trained—he couldn’t even shift into a full wolf form like the others.
And yet, something inside him burned.
A deep, primal instinct stirred within his blood, coiling in his chest, anger? Annoyance?
Julius’ body loomed over him, his hot breath fanning against Riven’s neck as he spoke. "Choose me, Riven. Stay here with me. I’ll make sure you live a good life—"
Riven’s patience snapped.
With a sudden surge of energy, he shoved Julius—hard. Harder than he even expected. Julius was sent flying backwards, landing on the floor with a graceless thud.
For a second, there was stunned silence.