Riley POV
I'm free. I'm f*****g free. As I make my way out of the Blood Moon Pack's territory, my first instinct is to slow down. But I don't trust my ex-mate. He's sneaky, he's conniving and he's a right bastard. I keep running. My feet stumble and the shoes I'm wearing aren't made for it, but the possibility of being dragged back kicking and screaming is enough to keep me going. It's cold and there's a slight chill in the air, making me rub my arms as I continue, trying to keep the blood circulating.
I can hear the roar behind me as he discovers I'm gone and I can't help but smile grimly to myself. He must be pissed to find out that I wasn't going to just stay there and accept the fate he had decided for me. It must be infuriating to him. I hoped it was. I hoped it made him so angry t
