Sixty

Sally's POV

When I finished talking to Allen's mother, I was ready to go home, but I didn't. This bastard here grabbed me as soon as he saw me leaving the house and threw me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and took us God knows where.

"Put me down, you evil thing." I fumed.

He ignored me.

"Don't make me mad at you," I warn.

He stopped walking. I smirked triumphantly at the back of his head. Slowly, he placed me on the ground, where I felt the soft grass under my feet.

"Now that shouldn't be difficult, right? If you'd just tell me where we're going, I'd be happy to oblige."

He scoffed and continued on his way. I follow. As he led me to the pack's house and into his living room, I hesitated, but what could happen in this confined space?

I froze the moment I heard the door click. Why did he have to close? I turned around to protest, but instead, he cupped my face before kissing me on the lips.

What the hell?

Serious! What is this?

I will castrate this bastard.

"I'll kiss you ag