I wrench my hand away from Rune's touch, my voice laced with venom as I address him. "Don't touch me. Don't talk to me. Don't f*****g look at me. You are their guest, not mine." Turning my fury towards my parents, I continue, "I can't believe you. The both of you."
“Boris!” I yell at my guard who my guard who seems oddly content in conversation with two lycan males by the door, dressed as regally as Rune. . .Is that Cass?
The i***t winks at me and his companion waves, snickering. What the hell is happening? Did everyone suddenly forget what happened at Lycanthia? Why does it seem like they are all in bed with him?
I spend the next few hours growling and pacing restlessly in my room, my frustration growing. I bite my fingers in my agitation, unable to contain my outrage. "He literally
