Vynessa;

Is he crazy? What the hell does he think he is doing?

I struggle to break free from him but his grip on my arm is too strong. He drags me into the court hall, and right to an office. He kicks the door open and shoves me in.

The lawyer in the office bows his head, welcoming us.

“Sit down,” the Alpha of the Rogue orders me as he frees my arm.

“You don't own me, so you can’t tell me what to do,” my chest rises and falls in anger.

“And who said I don’t? Sit the fuck down. Now!!” He orders. I blow out in frustration,...