Their Secret Obsession by Pippa Moon

Chapter 82: You Are Wrong!

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Lottie POV

I wasn’t in the mood for this shit; I had expected to come out here to find my father, the damn beta of this pack, to be supporting people. To be getting those injured, if any, to the infirmary, maybe I don’t know, organising our pack warriors discreetly in case one of the visiting alphas decided to launch an attack tonight when we were most vulnerable. But instead, I find him in the darkness with Mike no doubt conspiring with whoever the fuck this male was. Meanwhile, those I cared for were left scared, confused, and running around like headless chickens.

It was a joke!

“He is a joke!” Sage growled a statement I was inclined to agree with, but I wasn’t ready to voice that just yet.

“Leave!” I demanded of the stranger who was not part of my pack, I knew I was being rude and had insulted him, but frankly, I didn’t have time to kiss his ass; my mate was injured, and my other was close to a breakdown while they secured their father’s body, my best friends mate was at death’s door and if he died not only would she be left devastated but everyone out here who I was meant to protect one day would end up at war with a pack we stood no chance of beating.

We were royally fucked!

“Lottie!” Mike endeavoured to say, his hand gripping at my elbow as he tried to pull me from the stranger I had just narrowed my eyes on and into him. My feet, however, remained rooted to the floor. The hooded figure was so familiar yet so alien to me. His hood hid his face, but from what I could see, he screamed trouble! Making my blood run cold and ice prickle the hairs at the back of my neck.

He was dangerous, and I needed to tread carefully, and perhaps in a different time when I was racked with guilt and dread, I would have. But all I could think right now was that my people needed me, and this man did not belong here; after all, “who comes to a ball in a hoodie and jeans, jeans I noted that were covered in blood?

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Chapter 82: You Are Wrong!

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today, though, I had enough to deal with without worrying about some hooded figure and his

slowly turned to look at Mike’s face and then to where his

flicking my eyes back to his face, an apparent demand written

I added when he didn’t seem to

for Mike!

He sighed, clearly

to lose my shit right here and tell everyone what a sleazy

from Mike’s shocked pools to his, shaking my head slowly, my lip curling in

met Mike’s again, “NOW!” I barked with another glance at

and scared.

He whispered but did as I asked and let go of my elbow. My eyes observed him; seeing the pain dancing across his features once would have made me weak, but now they made me angry! Steading myself against his games, I harden

of your mates.. Come find me sugar!” He chortled, his eyes flaring

would like to talk to my father. Alone!”

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of any warmth that

am not the Luna. Laura is!”

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are wrong, sugar; her mate, the alpha, is dead..” He laughed loudly, instantly regretting being so rude to him, knowing I had got his back. up, and the price of that was the scene he was about to cause. With everyone’s wolves still MIA, no one but those in that room knew of Alpha’s demise. I had hoped, at least! Turning to look at him, I crossed the space

but the damage was done; people were looking at me

tucked into his pockets as he thrust his chest. out in an attempt to look foreboding. He didn’t. He looked like a sick fuck who liked to play games with people! Myself included, apparently. In the mirror behind him, I saw Mike and my Father attempt to leave, no doubt hoping to avoid my questions. Spinning