Chapter 12.1

Beki lowered herself onto her front paws, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. She understood direct aggression, but these slimy, underhanded tactics were beyond her comprehension. At times like that, she usually deferred to me.

“What do you say?” he asked. My choices were as follows:

Sleep with him and risk everyone finding out anyway. Kill him and get torn apart by the Hellfire pack.

Both would lead to me getting ripped to shreds. But there was a third option where I didn’t sully myself with this weasel of a wolf, and I could get rid of him without arousing everyone’s suspicion.

“Fine,” I growled.

He reached for my belt and grinned. I slapped away his hand. “Not here.” He stepped back. “Why not?”

“If you hadn’t noticed, your alpha is interested in starting something with me.”

Rocco nodded. “He’s like that with all the new girls. Once he’s had his bit, you’re fair game.”

I couldn’t even be aggrieved at hearing that because it was a truth that had been pounded into me every day in He