"I already told you that I'm not interested. I don't want to be part of your little group." He answered calmly, unruffled by her previous yelling.
If it was possible, Jasmine would have marched to that couch where he was seated, pulled him up, and dragged him out of there. But she knew she couldn't do that. Her head was about to burst as she thought of what to do.
Nobody had thought of the possibility of the hybrid refusing to leave the prison. Who on earth prefers prison to freedom? Immediately she asked the question, the answer came to her as she took in the room again. The place looked nothing like a prison and he probably gets everything he wants whenever he wants.
But still, he didn't have the freedom to leave this place. What the hell have they fed him to make him reject joining t
