"Good-For-Nothing"

His grip on me was tight and I could not break free, but I can at least talk.

"Do you want to explain what's going on?" I said in a commanding tone, as if I were not the little lamb caught by a wolf.

"You are my friend. You are mine and only mine. No one else should touch or even look at you." He said through clenched teeth.

"Sebastian has crossed a line, I did not like it as much as you. But

I'm not talking about it. "His face softened a little more." You bring out all the big words how you want us to be together and join your pack and stuff, but you do not even bother to explain to me who these people are and what they "do you here!", I snapped.

"I thought you knew."

He relaxed his grip and took it as an opportunity to break free.

"How do I know if you are not telling me?"

"You were at the meeting when it was decided. At least it was your wolf."

"How many times do I have to tell you I do not remember what happened that day ?!"

I became more anxious and angry. Sometimes I feel that w