Chapter 31 - Brianna

“I’m not going anywhere with you,” I growled, planting my feet in place and placing my hands on my hips.

“Don’t be a brat Brianna. What are you going to do, fight us? We have guns and you don’t” One of my father’s top guards said, stepping forward so that I could get a good look at the gun in his hand. He had a smug look on his face that I was going to take great pleasure in removing.

His threat only worked if I believed that he would be willing to kill me with the gun that he was holding, but I knew that was never going to happen. My father wanted me brought to him alive, and he wasn’t exactly the kind of alpha that would be very forgiving if his orders weren’t followed to the letter.

With that in mind I allowed my fangs and claws to extend while simultaneously taking a step forward. The man in front of me had been so cocky that it clearly hadn’t crossed his mind that I might make a move against him. He must have spent too many years dealing with meek prisoners, and forgot that I was