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Alana’s POV

I winced as he kept his pressure on my wrist even tighter, his nails digging into my flesh painfully. "You’re lucky the alpha didn’t execute you like you deserved but I have no stress doing him the favor"

His words tore through my heart like a dagger. The gripping fear i felt earlier began to morph into something else as i was overcame with rage. My nails that were short and covered in dirt began to elongate into sharp claws and without a second thought, I swept it across his face, wiping off the stupid smug grin he had going on.

Gabriel was taken unawares, a surprised shriek tore through his mouth, his hold on me completely released and I landed back on my feet.

While he was still cradling the spot I had slashed at him, I quickly grab one of the dead log on the ground and hit him over the head as hard as i could, the impact strong enough to send him stumbling backward a couple of yards.

"I rather die than let you touch me, you piece of shit" I spat in contempt at the