SLOANE
He looked at me with that same face the first day I came to this mansion, a disgusting smirk with a pretty face, and I felt pure anger rising in my chest. I felt rage burning through every part of my body.
I stood up from the floor, brushing off my jeans. "What the f**k are you doing here, Ronan? Weren't you banished from this pack? You piece of f*****g trash. You deceived me and pushed me to hurt Kade!"
He laughed at me, actually laughed like what I'd said was the funniest thing he'd ever heard. In fact, the more I stared at him, the more I realized that looks really can be deceiving. No, looks are more than deceiving, they're a camouflage, like a chameleon changing colors to hide its true nature. His pretty face and those striking features made me feel like I was staring direc
