Chapter 112 Enemy Of My Enemy
- Alyson
- "Please, leave me alone for the night," I plead.
- Olivera leans on the doorway, obviously unwilling to do so. "Maybe I want to stand here and admire the Luna of this pack," he says, sarcasm ripping through his words. "I enjoy watching you, sweetheart. You have the cutest little look when you stare at me."