Lucy

Kayden is angry as he drags me out of the pack house. The scene slowly begins to grab the attention of pack members. The attention I don't want. I don't even know what he will do to me as he drags me along. His grip on my arm is tight and it sends delicious shocks throughout my body.

I gasp, he notices but chooses to ignore my reaction completely. Being this close to him is messing with my mind. How can I think straight when the strong manly musk scent engulfs my whole body like a cacoon?

I try to be defiant and fight his hold on me but...