Please, Father In Law!

In a dark room, the sound of chains jingled, followed by the sound of footsteps across the concrete flooring. Nikolai couldn't smell anything, but the thick scent of blood, bleach and ammonia, likely used to try to clean it up.

'How did this happen...'

He didn't understand why, but the moment Nikita appeared naked, Nikolai lost control. His blood frenzy activated, and by the time he was aware, his hands were playing with her chest. This led to him doing certain things and making a little wolf's howl so loud her father came to check on her and because of female werewolves' intense scent... 

Nikolai was beaten and then dragged somewhere with a bag over his head.

'The crying voice of Nikita was so cute...'

[Which crying, when you were being beaten or when you made her squeal?]

'Shush... At least I know this blood art is useful for something other than fighting.'