VICTORIA

I saw him strutting toward me, full of confidence.

Guess he’d forgotten what a well-fed vampire was capable of— and I wasn’t even in top shape.

The whip cracked, flying toward my neck with a roar from his lips.

I darted forward so fast, he didn’t even see me coming.

His arm was still raised from swinging the weapon; his eyes narrowed when I suddenly appeared right in front of him.

"What the...?! Aaahh, you fucking bitch!"

He jumped back as my sharp claws sank into his face, ripping off a good chunk.

I was aiming for his eyes, but he reacted in time to save them.

Before he could strike back, I snatched the whip’s handle and wrapped it around his neck.

By then, he was trying to shift into his wolf, biting wildly at me.

But both my hands tightened around the leather, pulling it so hard against his throat that the choking sounds came almost immediately.

He couldn’t shift into his beast without strangling himself completely.

"This is so you learn to fucking respect women!" I roare