The party was over. And I had never been more glad to be headed home. Brayden's home pack was not a place I wanted to be, and being around him was even less of a place I desired to spend my time. My opinion of the man had been forever changed, and I did not think there was any going back. Those days of looking forward to his calls, and counting down the days to his next visit, no matter how fleeting, were long gone. I had learned the man he truly was, and I did not like him.
I could not help but watch him as he guided me around his pack. His hand added pressure to my lower back, as he walked arrogantly beside me. His whole body language and the way that he spoke, portraying that he already owned me, had my body so tense I felt like I could barely move. His touch repulsed me where once it
