ow," a monotonous voice b

y times throughout my life that I have wished to die. Every time, my wolf would wash away the thought and give me hope. I was grateful for that, but that doesn't matter anymore. Red moon pack seems like an ant compared to Westwood. Red moon pack was violent, Westwood is deadly.

" the vo

muscles. Swallowing hard, I look up at the cell

ere," h

t blue eyes, similar to mine. He has a defined jawline and a muscular body. Squinting my

is inside my cell with my body pressed against the wall

fact, he loves ripping those who defy him limb from limb. He can hurt you twice as much as I c

my neck, I gasp, trying to apologize. Rolling h

sputter out, clut

man orders, turning and

I know that if I fight, he will kill me. The last ounce of hope in my body is quickly dra

that has risen in my throa

der. He was the epitome of horror. He killed anyone who got in his way - Women, children, men, the elderly - it didn't matter who they were or what their title was. The mos

guard snaps, yank

gs are spasming. Panic overcomes me as my breathing speeds up. Clamping my eyes shut, I let him lead th

wouldn't

s bad as they ma

that he has? Some say that he had gone mad without his

killed people. Packs don't just randoml

me from these thoughts. Now, you want to bring me down

ll out there somewhere, but as many people have told u

ven my wolf could see that now. She has always been there for me. To talk me down, to make me feel safe, to g

bright green shrubbery to the massive oak trees, the pack was stunning. The pack houses were as big as mansions, with sport cars parked outside of every house. That was the beauty of being in a pack like this, ev

through the entrance, the guard sh

snaps, walking t

irs and take two at a time to keep in step with the guard. Once we reach the top, we take a sharp turn down a hallway decorated in paintings. Scanning my eyes

s dark brown eyes stare directly into your soul and his tiny bit of scruff adds a touch of manliness. There is no

oing, Lisa?' I

r be so beautiful?

something like that?!' I sna

ou think he's attr

ctive,' I growl, cutting off the

door, right beside the painting, and swiftly turns towards me.

I hunt you down. Und

e turns around without anot

ear from beh

gruff vo

the rogue," the gu

e. Kill them

ips and I back mys

a girl," the guard

leaves the A

r in. Then kill

m the wall and into the room. My eyes are glued to the ground, showing my submission. Heat stings my cheeks as I enter

me," the A

to the floor, I clamp

eetheart. I don't do well w

ze that I am submitting to him. I did not want

," he grunts, ste

t, an involuntary wh

r," he sa

as the gun is fired and a bullet is fired near my foot. I collapse in a heap on the floor and let ou

wers himself to a crouch beside me,

and electricity fills my body. The pain in my foot nearly disappear

edly, he gro