Chapter 47

• "Did you hear what I said? Strip yourself." He added while unbuckling his belt. Hazel's tears streamed down her cheeks as she complied with Wyatt's command, slowly removing her dress until she stood before him in her black lace bra and panties. Her eyes pleaded with him, begging for mercy.
• "On your four," Wyatt ordered, his gaze locked on her face with a mixture of anger and anguish. Mrs. Cox watched on, her confusion evident as she awaited Wyatt's next move, unsure of what would come from this fiery alpha.
• "Wyatt, please," Hazel begged, her voice trembling with fear and desperation.