Chapter 677

• So, this was what her end would finally be? All it took was one slap to subdue her? Hysterical laughter bubbled up inside even as tears began to flow. They said pride came before a fall, and Reasa was honest enough with herself to admit that the ease of her defeat rankled as much as being caught. When she had been a vampire she could have killed the wolf with one bite, now she was watching him through hazy vision pulling on a pair of sweatpants and reaching for what looked like a phone.
• "The bitch came to me..." he was saying into the device and she knew he was talking to Michael. He appeared certain she'd be of no further trouble to him and that fuelled her inner rage.
• Reasa wouldn't go down without a fight. She wouldn't be delivered into Michael's hands. Grasping at a nearby rock, she rose unsteadily and threw herself at the half-clad male.