LYRIC
The men stared at me, like I'd just told them the moon was made of cheese.
"What did you say?" The second man spoke for the first time. He was the grumpiest between the two.
"I'm sorry," I dropped my eyes. "But I really don't want to see him."
"Are you telling us to deliver a message to Alpha Jaris? You expect us to tell him you refused to honor his request?" The second man, asked, stepping closer.
Okay, I'll admit it. He was handsome—if "handsome" meant looking like you wrestled mountains for fun—but he was intimidating as hell.
"Hey, I'm sure she was clear enough," Jace spoke up before I could. "Why don't you tell your Alpha to send chocolates or flowers next time? Girls love those stuff."
But the men didn't look like they were there for jokes.
"You're coming with us.
