Twenty seven

Slowly, she strode to the door, arranging her hairs, she was not going to be scared of him, she was not going to be scared of the guards or any make she encounters on her way out. Lucas had made her believed that all men were lunatics and dangerous towards a woman and she had fell for his trap. 

But it wasn't her fault if he had convinced her a lot on that mental ideology which had sounded mundane to her at first but after that.....her breath hitched, remembering the previous night, which she was trying so damn hard not to think of, but it was impossible not to think about how you are raped and abused and then rejected by the same person who was destined to be your mate and who had taken the last pride in you. And all she wanted to do was to run away, away from here, away from the entire pack whom she thinks might come looking for her, maybe, she might run to death itself.

She breathed slowly, shaking her head to get rid of those disgusting dark thoughts which was