SEVENTY ONE

~ Emmy ~

"No!" Wyatt roared, cutting any reply Matteo may have off with his fist slamming into the wall behind us. I could hear the plaster crumble and knew from the sound ripping through the room He had punched straight through to the bar.

"For once, I agree with the shit stain behind us," Matteo answered, his tone laced with jest.

"Ryan is a child, and I will not give him or his father what they want."

"But Sammy!" I asked, my heart racing because enough blood had been split because of me. I didn't want any more, especially not Sammy's, because, despite the stick up his ass, I did like him!

"Will be fine; my pack will be here any moment. We will find a way. We always do." Matteo reassured me, his fingers tracing my cheek, leaving tingles in their wake; I could feel that something had changed in him. A plan had formed in his mind, lifting the nighttime that was our lives.

"So, what? Are you just gonna tell him no? I have heard of his family; they are not so different from you an