"Get out of my way," I grumbled, with the bag thrown over my right shoulder. I was standing right in front of him as he was blocking my exit.
"You're not going anywhere," he authoritatively said, his eyes squinting at me.
"You're not the one to tell me what to do! Alpha or beta or whatever you're supposed to be, I am not a part of your crazy entourage! So get out of my way!" I glared at him, feeling my feet burning and my body about to explode. Gabriel stepped aside to let me through. I angrily made my way outside. I was stomping fast towards the van that was parked not far from the cottage.
"And where do you want to go?!" I heard Gabriel calling after me from the doorstep.
"Anywhere but here," I mumbled to myself as I reached the van. I fumbled through the pockets
