Chapter 105 Peace And War

• Alyson
• Olivera has to drag me out of the packhouse, stowed away underground and letting out into the wild woods of the forest. I aim to pull free of his hands, gripped tightly around my arms and my hips, trying to maneuver me in every single way he desires. He is frustrated with me, and I find solace in making him mad. It makes me feel like I've won a war, even if it is a small one.
• "Cut it out," the rogue Alpha barks. He yanks me forward, catching me when I trip over his back heel. "I'm sick of your persistence, blood pet."