Chapter 216 Chaos And Stress

• Death must really like me because everywhere I went, it followed. Waylen killed a pack member because of me. Malik killed an innocent woman because of me. Why wouldn’t they just let me go? I was good for nothing but chaos and stress.
• I rubbed the back of my palm over my cheek to catch the foolish tears that insisted on falling. Waylen could go to hell for all I cared. He could burn. He had to be the most evil alpha I had ever met, and I didn’t know many. I winced as I tried to sit up. He was right about the spanking keeping me in bed for a few days. My ass still hurt.
• Why couldn’t he understand? I was unhappy here. All my meals were in the room. The men all stared at me weirdly, and the first and only time I went into the kitchen to get my meals, the ladies there backed away from me like I had some form of contagious diseases. I wasn’t one to beg for human contact, but he had reduced me to that. If he let me go out, I wouldn’t have ignored his and Rey’s instructions to stay away from others.