OBLIVION
I glared deep into Sean as he smirked. I felt like squeezing all the air out of his lungs until there was nothing left.
“You're lying!” I hissed, releasing him forcefully so that he crashed on his rocky chair.
“It's too late, Oblivion,” he continued. “The Desert pack is on another continent and even if you do get there, she'll probably be dead.”
“Shut up!” I growled, grabbing him from the ground and pinning him to the wall, “tell me where you're keeping her, or else—”
Before I could finish speaking, I caught the scent of five werewolves, fully transformed. I turned around and there they were, glaring deeply at me.
“Nah, I wouldn't want to mess with them if I were you,” Sean scoffed, eyes calm and relaxed like I was making empty threats.
I pushed Sean to the side and began
