Chapter 33

Jojo POV

It happened in a flash. One second, I was on my feet, proud that I was finally standing up for myself without needing help and the next second I was being flung against my door like a rag doll. A sharp pain shot through my head and my eyes could no longer focus on a spot. She was talking, but I couldn't hear her words, the sounds were blurred. Had I really hit my head that hard? I stood up with a slight stagger, struggling to find my stance.

".. so don't you ever say that to me again!" She finished and grabbed at the shirt, pulling at it with all her might. My head throbbed so bad, but I wasn't willing to let the Alpha's shirt go... just not yet. I pulled it to myself in, against her wishes, ignoring the pain.

"Give it, you bitch!" She yelled, but I dragged it even more. The sound of the shirt ripping was loud in the ghost-quiet corridor