| put my hand in his, palm up. Tingles immediately flow up my arm, causing me to jerk and look up at him. The smirk on his face


    does nothing to ease my difort.


    Gently, he pulls my arm up to his mouth, keeping his eyes on mine. When he looks down at my arm, | see his aggravation at the


    state it’s in. “Did you have to rip it out so violently?” It seems like a rhetorical question, so again, | don’t


    answer.


    He leans down and licks the wound, sealing it closed. I’m only just able to stop the moan that tries to leave my mouth. What the


    heck? His tongue on my skin feels nothing like the vampire prince’s tongue. His felt dirty and disgusting. This man’s, Liam’s,


    feels pleasurable. It''spletely unexpected and very much unwanted.


    He sits


    down in a chair that is next to the bed. He looks at me a moment before asking, “Can you talk?”


    “Yes.” | try to say, but my mouth is so dry and ises out in a choking cough. Liam is immediately back on his feet, grabbing


    me a ss of water. He gently puts it to my mouth so | can drink it. The cool water soothes my raw throat and | close my eyes a


    moment as | enjoy the feeling.


    | open my eyes and pull back. Liam’s eyes are on me, watching me. “Drink the rest of it.” He says as he puts it back to my lips. |


    watch him as | drink the rest of it down.


    “Better?” He asks me. | nod and he raises an eyebrow at me. “Yes.” | reply and this time | don’t choke on the word.


    “Good.” He puts the ss down and returns to his chair. “What is your name?”


    “Angel.”


    He smiles. “That''s fitting, you look like an angel.”


    “Where are you from?” He asks his next question. | shrug, | don’t really know how to answer that one.


    “Were you always a rogue?”


    “No.”


    “What pack were you from?” His rapid fire questions are getting answers out of me before I’m ready, but this one stops me short.


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    “Are you going to send me back there?”


    “No. You won''t be going back there.”


    “Then what difference does it make?” | ask him.


    “Why were you running from your pack?”


    “Why do you think | was running from them?” | answer back.


    “No wolf goes rogue without a good reason. Did you kill someone in your pack and run?”


    | scoff at him. | know rogues aren’t well liked by packs, and many are violent offenders kicked out of their pack if they aren’t


    killed, but not all rogues are bad. Sometimes they leave their pack to escape their alphas, like my family did.


    “No, | didn’t.”


    “Didn''t kill someone or didn’t run?”


    “Why do you care?” I’m getting aggravated. His questions are making my head spin.


    “As Alpha, it is my duty to ensure the safety of the pack. | need to know if you are a danger.”


    “I''m no danger to your pack. I''ll be happy to leave just as soon as | get something to wear.” | retort.Têxt ? N?velDrama.Org.


    “You''re not going anywhere.” He states and | know my face goes pale. He


    doesn’t even know I’m a Guardian yet and he’s already unwilling to let me go. | need to find a way to escape before Alessia gets


    back up to full strength and it bes obvious what she is.