Chapter 48 Against The Order
- Mateo
- I stepped up to the bleeding werewolf, and I slowly pushed the barrel of the gun against her forehead. “No,” she whimpered. “Don’t. Please.”
- “Stop,” I said, trying to make my voice as hardened as possible. Instead, my words wavered in the air, and I was shocked at how nauseous I sounded. “I’ll make this quick, all right? You won’t feel any more pain.”