13

13

Kaya’s POV.

“I should leave.” I don’t wait another second before I pick up a pace, except that I didn’t pass by the alpha before he draws me back.

“First rule: no one walks away from me.” His voice is dangerously low. There’s a dark glint in his eyes when he lands on mine, and I look away.

“Plus, you don’t want to get back there without your owners. You’d be eaten. Have you ever imagined having your heart plucked out while alive? Oh, you don’t want to imagine the horrific look that settles on the victim’s face.”

Why is he telling me this?

“And how do I know you won’t hurt me?”

“Because I want you to have a drink with me.” He sounds convincing enough, but I will never trust any werewolf.

If the triplets hate him, then he must be just as daring as them. One of the things I’ve learned about these creatures is that they hate when someone else wants to boss over them.

“And how do you know if I don’t want to die out there?”

“I cannot answer that. Come with,” his voice doesn’t give way to