Chapter 9)Storm Clouds"Zach," Wolfie gridded out, looking like he's trying to keep himself from flying off the handle in front of all these people.
"Yes alpha."
What the h3ll? Where did he come from?
"Get the car."
Happy gave me a look that wasn't very true to his nickname, and then was off.
The look might have been concerning, if I didn't think I could handle anything these posers throw at me.
Or if I didn't literally walk right into what's about to happen for the sake of screwing things up for Wolfie.
You gotta do whatcha gotta do.
Suddenly Wolfie's hand is on the back of my neck(sending sparks everywhere, as per freakin' usual), and is dragging me along(as per freakin' usual). His grip is painfully tight, and I'm having even MORE trouble than normal keeping up.
Which is crazy b
