Chapter 3

Mo's Pov 

I didn’t want to look at him. I didn’t want him to touch me either.

“You shouldn't have done that! You shouldn't have driven me to that shitty party.” I moved closer and kept  hitting his chest. His shirt was already soaked where I scratched him earlier, but I didn’t stop.

“Hit me back, you jerk!” I yelled, tears almost dripping from my eyes. 

“You shouldn't have brought me there!” I kept yelling. “You think you're helping? You’re not. I don’t care if you saved me and I’m not sorry for hurting you either! Just hit me back, Radek!” I cried out. 

He always found a way to piss me off, he'd talk back and we would get in a fight. He never stopped arguing with me or calling me names, why was he stopping now? 

Why didn't he yell at me when my claws scratched through his face? 

I took a deep breath,  maintaining my anger. 

He didn’t say anything, he just stood there, calm like nothing was happening. 

 I lowered my voice, “You should stay away from me, Radek. Stay away from my brother too. You think you can do whatever you want because my brother's on your side? No, you can not. Go back to your pack before someone sees you here. You irk me.”

He still didn’t make a move. 

“Aren’t you listening?” I kept going. “ You want to get me kicked out of my own house? You want to ruin everything for me?”

 “Aren't you tired of hating me? Cause I am.” He finally spoke. 

Good goddess! He was driving me crazy already. 

“I'm not, I'll hate you for the rest of my life.” I responded. 

“I doubt your confidence, cute face. You look worn out.” 

He reached for me and I pulled back. 

“Don’t you dare touch me—” 

He picked me up like I weighed nothing. My head spun again, and I gripped his arm, but he held me tighter.

“Put me down, Radek!”

“You're burning up,” he muttered. “You're not well.”

I tried to fight him but my strength was fading. The moment he stepped into the guest room downstairs, I couldn’t argue anymore. The air felt too harsh and my skin was too hot.

“You shouldn’t be here,” I mumbled with a dry voice. “This isn’t your home. My pack hates you, I hate you.”

He gently laid me down, pulled the throw blanket over me, and crouched beside the bed.

“I’ll be gone before anyone notices,” he said. “Just rest.”

I turned my head to the wall, refusing to look at him. “You should go now.”

“I’ll let you off for the night,” he said. “But I’m not promising to stay away from you. It’s not possible.”

I turned back, ready to yell again, but I didn’t know what to say. He wasn’t taunting me and he wasn’t smiling. He looked serious, and tired too.

Radek leaned in and kissed my forehead. Just like that.

I blinked, and muttered weakly “What was that for?”

He stood up, “You sure are a cute face.”

“Don’t call me that,” I whispered.

He smirked, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “I like it.”

He stayed until I fell asleep. Or maybe I just passed out from exhaustion.

*

When I woke up, the sunlight pushed through the curtains. My head was clearer but my wrist still ached.

I sat up and saw a folded note by the lamp.

I opened it, half expecting it to be something that would piss me off again.

“Take your pills and learn to throw a punch instead of your claws. They hurt a lot. Take care of yourself, cute face. Can’t wait to see you at the ball.

Love, Radek.”

I threw the pillow at the wall. What does he mean I should learn to throw a punch? I'm the alpha's daughter and I'm strong! He should be at the doctor's place after I hit him excessively last night. 

I got out of bed and changed into something decent. I held the note in my hand as I walked straight to Daren’s room.

He was still asleep, sprawled like a log under his sheets.

I grabbed the blanket and yanked it off. “Wake up! You idiot.”

“What the— Mo!” He sat up, squinting.

“You’re a coward,” I said. “You knew I didn’t want to go, and you sent Radek to trick me into that stupid party. You put me in danger, I almost killed someone yesterday, thanks to you and your stupid trick.”

“I was watching from inside,” he said, rubbing his eyes.

“Don’t lie to me, Daren. You left me out there. If you ever get me involved with Radek again, I swear, I’ll tell Father everything. You know what that means. No more hockey and maybe then I'll have my peace.”

He glared. “You wouldn’t dare.”

The door creaked open and our father stepped in. His face was blank, as usual. He never really cared about us, the only thing he did was raise us diligently and made sure we never mingled with the Moonvale pack, well obviously he failed. 

“What’s going on in here?”

We both froze, I crossed my hands and Daren sat tightly. 

“Nothing,” Daren said quickly.

Father’s eyes moved from Daren to me. “Someone was caught trespassing in the bayou last night.” 

I knew it, he came in for something that wasn't about us.

I  looked at Daren, and my heart dropped. Realization hit me, Radek was here. Could it be him?

Daren didn’t flinch. Father gave us a look and turned back toward the hallway. “Get ready and come downstairs for breakfast. We need to talk.”

He left and as soon as the door shut, I turned to Daren again. “Did Radek make it home?”

Daren blinked. “What?”

“You heard me.”

He sat back, arms crossed. “Just last night, you had your claws in his face, and now you’re worried about him?”