BOOK 2: CHAPTER 18


    Harriette’s POV


    “Now, let’s y a game, shall we? Rowan asked with <b>a </b>sinister smile on his face. His hold on my chin tightened and I grabbed his hand. I dug my <b>sharp </b>fingernail into the delicate skin between the veins of his hand, just below his palm.


    He hissed and stared dangerously at me.


    “Tell him no, Harriette, Mika asked. The poordy was still on the floor, trying to breathe through the pain.


    I smirked as I stared him down. “If he wants to y, who am I to stop him?” I asked Mika,


    Her eyes snapped at me as though my head was two. She looked at me as though I was <b>insane</b>. No, I wasn’t. If I saw an opportunity to get what I wanted, I wouldn’t let it go.


    Rowan’s grip suddenly slipped down to my throat and he held on tightly.


    “I knew there was something different about you, Harriette. Those eyes are like that <b>of </b>a deer. A hunted deer,”


    I could feel my breath hitching as he tightened his hold. I grabbed onto his hand and pulled back as much as I could. I needed. air to survive and that bastard was not about to suck the life out of me.


    “Tell me, then, are you the hunter?” I struggled to ask him.


    He suddenly let go of me and a rushed bust of air ran through my lungs. I coughed out as I tried to regte my breathing. My eyes were already watery.


    Bastard! I cursed in my head.


    Mika pulled herself towards me. Rowan on the other side, stood at the other side of the room and stared at us with a devil smirk on his face..


    rary, more


    “What’s he doing?” I asked Mika. Rowan looked as though he just came out of a horror movie. He was scary. intimidating, and totally different from the Rowan that I knew.


    “That’s not Rowan. That’s his wolf, Thorne, Mika exined.


    “His wolf?” That sounded strange to me. His wolf? I yelled in my head.


    Weren’t werewolves supposed to be one with their wolves? Mother said our wolves aren’t supposed to have a mind of their own. Even when we shift to our wolves, it’s supposed to be us. I nevermunicated with my wolf because that was how it was supposed to be. It wasn’t until <b>I </b>arrived here that I realized people talked to their wolves.


    That only affirmed my conviction that I had to leave this deadly pack. It was against everything that I’d been taught by our pack and especially by Mother.


    “He can shift without actually shifting, that is, he can take over Rowan’s body without permission. He’s even more unhinged and obsessed than Rowan, a twisted embodiment of <b>madness </b><b>and </b>evil”


    Mika exined further.


    “So, that’s Thorne, not Rowan,”


    I said and Mika nodded.


    What the fuck! I yelled internally.


    What in heaven’s name is going on in this pack? This rogue pack keeps giving me all levels of impossibility. Just when I thought I’d seen enough, they came up with another.


    “I love how you just gave her lecture 101. That saved me a whole lot of exnation,” Thorne apuded Mika


    “Maybe you should call the warriors,” I suggested.


    <i>is </i><i>) </i>


    Mika grabbed my leg. “We can’t. He’ll kill them, it isn’t his first time,”


    My eyes went wide at her words. He can’t be stopped, can he?


    His eyes were cold and distant. They held no remorse in them whatsoever. They were…


    Empty!


    <b>“</b><b>She’s </b>not yours to y with <b>Malika</b><b>, </b>she’s mine,” he growled angrily. Suddenly, he was in front of me again. He grabbed my hand painfully,


    “You want to y, right?”


    I swallowed hard before nodding.


    “Let’s <b>y </b>then,” he asked.


    Thorne wore his dark sunsses, hiding his red eyes, and pulled me out of the roorn. When I looked back, Commander Mika had lost consciousness.


    “She needs help,”


    I told Thorne.


    “You need help,” he retorted and I became lost for words<b>. </b>


    We arrived at the parking lot in the administration building and he brought out two car keys. He folded them in his palms and stretched them towards me.


    <b>“</b>Pick one, <b>yer</b>,”


    I hesitated. “Don’t make me snap your head off your neck. PICK ONE He growled after thest statement. I reluctantly selected the key on his left palm.


    He opened the car door and I got in. Even if he hadn’t locked the door, I wouldn’t run away. I needed Rowan in his vulnerable state and this was one. The only downside was he was much stronger in this state,


    His wolf was a <b>fucking </b>bastard.


    I mean it! He wasn’t just a bastard but a lunatic as well. He drove through the pack like he was a blind man. He almost hit pack member and I screamed in horror. When I turned, he wasughing like a maniac..


    “Did you see that?” He asked joyfully and I frowned.


    “<b>You </b>almost killed him,”


    He frowned <b>back</b>. “Listen, sweet mouth, just because I like you doesn’t mean you can yell at me,”


    “I’m sorry, Alpha


    He focused back on driving and continued like a lunatic till he stopped in front <b>of </b>a building


    “Where are we?<b>” </b>I asked.


    <b>He </b>gaired at me and I bit down on my tongue. “<b>I </b>ask the questions not you,”


    He opened my door and pulled me out of the car. He dragged me into the building with my arm, pulling me as if I was a rag doll. It was when we entered the building <b>that </b>I realized we were in a mall


    I didn’t even know there was such <b>a </b>ce in that pack.


    People bowed as we walked by but he hardly acknowledged them. He threw me into a clothing store and walked in <b>after </b>me.


    “She lucks clothes. Give her some,


    <b>2/3 </b>


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    10:29 AM ? D


    He demanded.


    “Yes<b>, </b>Alpha<b>,</b><b>” </b>


    I waved my hand in front of his face. “No, no thank you. I’m fine with what I have, Having multiple clothes was madness.


    Thorne grabbed my chin. “We’re ying a game. I make the rules, not you,


    The attendant pulled me away from him.


    (0<b>) </b>


    She wanted me to wear some of the dresses and see if they fit but I refused. I didn’t want to be a dressing–up doll for


    anyone.


    “Do


    you want to see your sister again?” Thorne suddenly asked from outside the dressing room.


    Shit! Fuck! Shit! I kicked at the wall in anger.


    “You better start getting dressed.”


    Hemanded.


    Reluctantly and angrily, I began wearing the clothes one after the other. Once I was done, I would go <b>out </b>and he would approve the dress or not. When he had his fill, he snapped his finger and the attendant brought out all the clothes he approved.


    Throne walked towards me. Tve brought you clothes, it’s your turn to do something for me,” he demanded. This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.


    “What is it?”


    “I want you to date