My eyes flick to Griffen as his jaw clenches threateningly and his nostrils flare like a bull. He glares at Grayson and then at me and I shudder, quickly averting my gaze. He looks pissed, scary- dangerously scary as he walks the line of offerings.
"You," he growls, sending a chilling shiver down my spine.
My head snaps to him, but then my jaw drops.
Jessica?
"I'm taking her as my offering." He points, then turns his back and walks off, taking his place next to the Tribal leader.
Jessica smugly smiles like an entitled pretty b*tch, with an air of arrogance surrounding her, and sadly she doesn't even realize how pathetic it makes her look. But to each his own.
I roll my eyes wanting now, more than ever for this to be over with as the last Lycan surveys the line of offerings for his p
