"Bjorn is a pain in the ass!" I grumbled as I slammed the bedroom door behind me, the wood rattling in its frame.
Michelle looked up from where she sat cross-legged on the bed, a book balanced in her lap. One eyebrow arched as she took in my disheveled state. I had run my hands through my hair as I came here, so I must be a freaking mess.
I hated how Bjorn acted when I brought him to the pack. We took him to a cell, one we had adapted so he didn't feel like he was in a prison, even though he was. We even brought one of those mirrors used in interrogation cells so Kailee could see him, and the problem was that he acted like a father who cared for her.
I knew what this asshole did, and couldn't stand it when he pretended he loved his daughter and was actually shaken by her supposed deat
