GO ROGUE
Alpha Xander stiffens, his face going pale, like he recognizes the name, and more glaringly, fears it.
"Ragnar.... Ragnar Thorne?"
I try to place the name, but my mind comes up blank. The men holding me in place have loosened their grip in shock, looking like they have seen a ghost.
I see the elders of the pack inch back.
Run, I think, wondering if I could make it past the members of the pack without anyone noticing. Before I know it, Ragnar reaches out, tapping my forehead. I try to recoil, but my body isn't responding. His fingers are cold, I think, feeling lightheaded.
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