Sold Luna

ella

in the passenger seat, my arms crossed over my chest, my gaze

eard at all. There was still a faint scent of blood clinging to my skin that

s, his voice firm and knowing. I didn't miss the way he had looked at

. No pauses, no stumbles, none of those mannerisms that might cause people to question him

f and in its place understand the uncertainty of my situation. I had just been c

had nothing. No home. No pack. No control over my fate. And the only person who could count up m

my voice steady, "what's it

wheel, his unchanging line of sight ste

ng at all?" I demanded. "At the very least, I think I'm

out of my pack, sent here without a choice. Now I'm stuck with you? Maybe an ugly Alpha ha

nd sharp, as though at any time he might snap and break my neck. He just stood there, an invisi

and fatal. "I don't owe you. As a favour t

ising up in my chest. Stupid. I shouldn't care. But after everything...after losing m

ed my face away. "..

ything. I didn't want to let him have the pleasure of knowing how much pain he'd caus

nds gripped the steering wheel too ha

way his hair fell over his forehead, the way that his eyes globed, burning bene

e finger at his back for emphasis. Minutes passed, humour silent as a stone in water. Just when I'd convince

ay the role of a slave." My fingers flicked restlessly across my pants. That should

as if he were debating whether to tell me or not. Then he sighed, on

inked, confusion tightening about me like a noose. "A... what?" Leo's gaze flicked briefly to me, and for th

my stomach feeling the wrench of this new truth. 'No.' I shook my hea

r? Not the tosser-aside at

want me to have a bad life. He even sold me into slavery...like a cattle. Not because

y chest felt like it was going to explode, my skin burned fire into the da

ook his head. "I r

ence, but this time I did not attempt to

worst thing was, I hadn't even known what would be worse...remaining with friends who wanted to do so

nstead, I gritted my teeth and forced myself to continue staring ou