“I’m not!” I argued. “You don’t know anything about me.”
“You think?” he sighed. “You’re not that difficult to read. I know everything I need to know.”
“Okay—but if I’m a puppy, then what does that make you?”
He shrugged. “Lycan. Obviously.”
I pressed my lips together, trying hard not to laugh. The fact that he said these things with a straight face just made everything even funnier.
“You are what you are—and you can’t change that.”
“And that is?”
“An obedient little puppy.”
I clenched my fists beside me. “I’m not some obedient little—”
“But you are,” Kylan cut me off. “You’re walking right next to me, aren’t you? Didn’t even notice where we’re going.”
I blinked and looked around, suddenly realizing we were no longer walking or even outside. A gasp escaped my lips as I noticed we
