210. THE REBELLIOUS SLAVE
VICTORIA
I was so angry and confused.
He didn’t move or say a word, hiding at the other end of the alley, in the almost impenetrable darkness.
But those intense hazel eyes, glowing like golden amber, gave him away.
And the steady beat of his heart that kept getting faster, like he was nervous.
Bullshit. I’m done falling for the stupid signs I think I’m picking up from this wolf.
"I'm so done with your tough-guy act. Go to hell if you don’t want to talk to me..."
That line alone was enough to ge