Chapter 15

I stared at my clothes in his hand while my heart raced heavily in my chest. What had I gotten myself into? I was worried. I should have ignored the urge to shift into my wolf form and returned to my room. I cursed myself in my mind.

"Are you going to hide behind the tree all day?" Marcel asked me.

My eyes slowly moved from his strong, long, muscular hand to his handsome face. His long dark hair blew slowly in a wind passing by. His eyes, which rarely showed any emotion, gazed at me.

I stopped looking at him and leaned against the tree. I started to wish so badly that I wasn't in my current situation.

Marcel was evil and I wanted nothing to do with him. After seeing what he had done to the poor young man, I was deathly scared of him.

I covered my face with both hands.

"I'll rip your clothes apart if you don't come out by the count of two." he threatened.

"One," he started to count.

Before he could say two, I hastily moved from behind the tree. One of my arms went around my brea