"How did you get in here?" I glared at him.
He pointed at the window and chuckled. "Are you not happy to see me?" He said with a mocking tone.
"What do you want?"
"You know what I want," he said darkly.
"I do. And I think you're an i***t, honestly."
He had this evil grin plastered on his face as he stepped closer and grabbed my wrist. "I don't care about what you think."
"I'll start screaming if you don't let me go," I threatened him.
"Do it," he said, "But I should let you know that there are three other wolves outside and it'll just take one command from me and your mom will die."
I glared at him but didn't say anything.
"Good girl," he patted my head and I growled in disgust. "Now, I want you to give a message to your little mate."
"I'm not a messenger. Why don't you tell him,
