Chapter 6

(Lena’s POV)

I was no coward to back down, not after everything he did to me, all I went through, and now here he was, looking every bit of the Alpha I remember. It seemed I had been the only one tormented by him. From the start, I had to admit that it was too good to be true, but I was so desperate for love—any kind—that I forced myself into believing this was true.

“Come back to the pack with me,” he says, his eyes empty and cold, but even if there was some kind of genuine regret in those eyes, I wouldn’t care to see it, but there was none.

“I have a home; why would I come back to your pack, Alpha?, so I would be used as a sex slave till my death day?”

He didn’t seem to like the fact that I was opposing him, but news flash: I was no longer tied to him, and he was no longer my Alpha.

“Who were those wolves cornering you?”

“Bad guys, I guess.”

He stared at me annoyed, the nerve of him. “What did they want from you?”

“I don’t