ONYX
“Wh-where are you taking me then?” I asked him in disbelief, my words barely a whisper.
“Where do you think I am taking you?” Ruhn responded gruffly.
“No idea!” I told him honestly. “That is why I am asking.”
“To my room.” He said it as if it was something absolutely normal and expected. When it was not.
“Excuse me?” I tried to wriggle out of his arms, but he only tightened his grip on me and did not say a word. “Ruhn!” I protested.
“What is it, Onyx?” The Lycan Prince seemed unconcerned with the whole situation.
“You can’t take me to your room!” I tried to reason with him, desperate to be released.
Ruhn huffed a laugh. “I can and I will.”
“Why?” My voice came out unusually high-pitched.
“You’ll see!” He avoided responding clearly once again, and I felt like slapping him. On
