YOUR NECK IS TOO BARE

What Lana suspected was true, she had seen those eyes before. It was the same eyes that had glared at her that night when she was out of her mind and was about to kiss him.

"You are his beast," Lana was narrowed her eyes. She was sure about this. "How can you take control?"

As long as Lana remembered, the beast in Kace was very weak for Lycanthropes with Donovan's blood, especially after the never ending suppression that Kace had done and the wounds that he endured right now, therefore how could this beast possibly take the control of him now? It didn't make any sense at all.

Kace turned his head up and looked at the sky, the blinding light from the sun fell on his face. "This place… is magical…"

"Give back the control to Kace," Lana said sternly. She was not sure with what this beast wanted and how could he do this, or why Kace didn't take the control back immediately?

"How funny you are." He sneered. "I am Kace."