Chapter 22

AMY Threat. That was what screamed all over Logan. It was all he saw me as. Never ever have I felt so irritated at him and the more I tried to forget his talks, the more my rage brewed. “Darn you!” I screamed to the birds tweeting on the trees but it wasn’t enough. And then there was the bastard in the dungeon. My teeth gritted as I pulled off my clothes. The moon goddess clearly saw in my heart that I would have killed him over and over without a doubt if that chance came. I shifted into my wolf form in a space of a few minutes and this time I didn’t feel an ounce of pain like the first time. Perhaps it was because I was angry or perhaps because of the true blood coursing through my veins. Speaking of true blood, I might have been little back in my Pack but I definitely knew that neither my father nor my mother didn’t have this powerful bloodline coursing through them. My Pack wouldn’t have fallen if they did. I wriggled my body, allowing my white fur to sway gently to the tunes