Filthy rich werewolves by Taylor Caine novel Chapter 107

Zoe had barely finished her threats when the stranger grabbed her arm. He held her in place and with his other hand with the phone, he snapped a photo of her.

“Delete that, this instant!” Zoe screamed.

But the big man ignored her. He turned to the men behind him. "Break her right leg. In the video, she stuck out her right leg."

"What... what does that mean?!"

Zoe was frightened. She looked for a way out, but there was none, and the men were closing in.

A moment later, an anguished wail rang out in the private room…

When Grace woke up the next day, her fever had gone down.

Jason said, “Ah, there you are. Luckily the fever has settled. If not, I'd have to carry you down to the hospital today."

"I... had a fever last night?" Grace mumbled.

"Yes, you had a fever and you said plenty of things in your fevered state," he replied.

Oh, that didn’t sound good. She felt a flush creeping up her face that had nothing to do with being ill. "What... what did I say?" She really hoped she didn’t say anything inappropriate or anything that she shouldn't have.

”You said that you'd be more obedient, be a good baby, and that you wanted me to stay by your side," he said with a rare hint of playfulness in his gaze.

It took her a second to process what he’d said, and then she laughed. She’d obviously been delirious.

"However, Sister, don't worry. Even if you aren't a good baby, I'll still stay with you," Jason replied unhurriedly.

Grace's face was still red but she stared at Jason in astonishment.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"You have changed me,” he said softly.