Chapter 42

FEYRE

"The first rule you should know about this game is," he positions his lips right beside my ear. Goosebumps rise along my hand, he doesn't say anything about me holding my breath, he just keeps going like he gives zero fucks.

"I am always a step ahead. And this is my pack, my people. Don't forget that."

He doesn't give me room to think of a smart retort, he picks me up in one fluid motion and throws me over his shoulder.

A small rush of breath leaves my mouth and I have to bite my lips to stop the moan of pain from escaping as his shoulder blades dig into my abdomen.

"Let me down!" I growl but he ignores me.

All my blood rushes to my head and I have to blink to get my bearing back. When I don't feel like my world is spinning out of control, I ball my hands into fists and start raining blows on his back.

Alpha Zade doesn't break his stride, his steps calculated and graceful. I give up when my hands start to tire and I huff out loud.