Trapped in the Storm
So how did this guy know that I was Alpha Doyle’s packs, Luna?
“Well, chat time is over, its time for you to leave,” I told him.
“There is no need to be like that. Nothing wrong with a couple of guys giving some pretty girls a little attention,” he replied, still smiling at me. I am sure he thought he was hot, or charming or something along those lines. But he was anything but. He was a sleaze, and he just rubbed me the wrong way. Everything in me was urging me to get away from him. My mind was now whirling around like a spin top as I ran through all of this. Suddenly I was consumed by a feeling of desperation, and all I could think was, ‘We have to get out of here now!’
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