Chapter 113

　　Louisa's POV 　　"Fucking bitch!" I jumped up, feeling the excruciating burning sensation coming from my hand. 　　I looked at that fucking she-wolf, who was holding hand with that fucking warlock. 　　What the fuck is wrong with her?! I'm fucking her right now, for fuck's sake, and she's holding another man's hand?! 　　I canceled the imprint in my mind immediately. 　　Her hand was severely burnt, but she still wouldn't let go. 　　I waved my hand and tried to shift the pain away from me, but it was still there. 　　Didn't she swallow the fucking ring? Isn't that supposed to block all her fucking feelings from me? 　　I looked at that fucking she-wolf. She passed out because of the pain. So there's no fucking way to make her tell me what the fuck had just happened. 　　That fucking warlock struggled to crawl to her like a fucking dog and held her in his arms. 　　What the fuck is he doing? He wants to use his fucking torso as a broken shield to block me from her or something? 　　That must be fucking lo