Diane’s POV.
Taylor was now pulling at my lines, playing with them like it was a toy. One time he yanked hard and I felt a sharp pull in my hands.
“Are you trying to kill me?” I frowned at him.
“Nope, you’re very much capable of doing that yourself considering your current state.” He smiled at me. “I’d just like to watch.”
“Haha,” I said dryly. “You try so hard to be funny, it’s shameful.”
“What’s shameful is that you aren’t mine.” He winked at me.
“Being a Delta should be a lot of work, don’t you have something else to do?”
“First off, I’m the Beta.”
“Really?” I feigned surprise.
“You must have hit your head somewhere because I remember you being told.” He placed his hand on my head and then withdrew it. “No damage done, there wasn’t a brain to begin with.”
I rolled my eyes at h
