Isla
I tried to hit out at him again, any attempt to get away, but he was too fast and had a hold of my arm before I could take two steps.
"Stop running away!" he snarled, his grip on my arm unyielding as he lifted me up and effortlessly threw me over his shoulder. My body shook with the impact, pain shooting through me.
"Put me down, you bastard!" I screamed, struggling in his hold. I punched at his back, my fists connecting with his muscular form as I struggled to free myself from his grasp. My heart pounded in my chest as I writhed against his grip, my body trembling with both fear and anger.
He was the Alpha King, a man I'd heard nothing but dark rumours about. If he planned to kill me, I wouldn’t go down without a fight.
"Let me go, you caveman!" I spat, kicking at him with all m
