CHAPTER THIRTY - TWO

Jenna's POV

I sighed, feeling like a prisoner in Roberto's pack house. How I got looked down on by his pack members, alot of things doesn't just sit fine with me and the fact that it irritates makes me sick.

Roberto him doesn't seem to be the man that he appears to be.... He's everything dark, ruthless and stoic, always having a poker face. I'm not allowed to go out or talk to anyone— A fucking rule made by him. I always want to break the rules but I find myself bending to them and obeying his every word like my life depended on it.

My phone rang, and I hesitated before answering. Mary's voice was a welcome respite from the silence that filled the room.

"Hey, girl! How's it going?" Mary asked, her cheerful tone a stark contrast to my gloomy mood.

"Not great," I admitted, trying to keep my voice down. Roberto was in the next room, and I didn't want to risk him overhearing. "I've missed so many lectures. I'm falling behind in my studies."

"What's going on, Jenna? You can't keep avoid