Messiah Jordy
I cannot say I was very pleased by the lycan king's refusal to help me. As a matter of fact, I was far from pleased. My face contorted into a frown as I narrowed my eyes and pulled away from his embrace. I did not want him to hold me, or so much as touch me - not when he was not willing to be of help to me.
I sniffed in my tears and wiped my eyes with the back of my hands. I blinked sporadically to force the rest of my tears in. When I was sure I had cried to my fill, I looked away from him and sucked in a deep breath. All the while, he continued to stare at me, not saying even a single word.
"I must return to my pack," I started to speak.
"It's late now, Jordy. I cannot possibly allow you..."
"First thing tomorrow morning." I cut in, throwing him a stern glare. He
