The Lycan Prince’s Puppy
The smell of dirty water, filled to the top, filled my nose.
“No,” I begged again. “Please!”
Chrystal crouched in front of me, both her eye and nose twitching. “I told you that Kylan doesn’t want you, and since you can’t see what’s right in front of you,” she hissed, “I’ll kill you so you won’t see anything at all.”
I exhaled sharply, shaking my head. “No—“
“It’s too late,” Chrystal growled, yanking the glasses off my face. “Now you have to die.”