The OutCast Luna
Jericho's voice boomed, startling me and causing a small squeak to escape my lips.
“I'm going to have a serious conversation with your alpha about this,” Jericho says to me with frustration evident in his voice.
“Hold on, hold on. I'm begging you, please don't do it. Trust me, it'll only make things worse for me,” I urgently plead with him, desperately hoping he'll grasp the gravity of the situation.
“Shh, it's alright,” Jericho reassures me, his touch as gentle as a feather, as he lifts my chin and tenderly brushes away the tears that trickle down my face.