X's (Dark lord) POV
The agonized screams of werewolves were the finest symphony, a melody that filled my heart with joy and my soul with satisfaction. I sipped my wine, savoring the rich flavor as I entered Eileen's dream once more. The taste of her fear and desire was intoxicating, and I reveled in the power that I held over her.
Her mind was a labyrinth of fears and desires, a maze that I delighted in navigating. I traced my fingers along her skin, relishing her struggles as she tried to break free from my grasp. Her mind was a jumble of emotions, a tangled web of love and hate, fear and desire.
"You" she looked up at me, blinking her very long lashes that called my name. Everything about this woman was just so delicate and sweet, attractive and alluring. They were drawing me.
