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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notice of him; today, though, I had enough to deal

beg, feeling his hold on me; I pulled my eyes from the strangers and slowly turned to look at Mike’s face and then to where his hand rested

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

added when he didn’t seem

for Mike!

please!” He

Mike, I am going to lose

father snapped my eyes, flicking from Mike’s shocked pools to his,

word like venom on my tongue before my eyes met Mike’s again, “NOW!” I barked with another glance at his hand that was still gripping my flesh like one would grip a lifeboat

and scared.

across his features once would have made me weak, but now they made me angry! Steading myself against his games, I harden myself

stranger laughed. “When you get bored of your mates.. Come find me sugar!” He chortled, his eyes flaring with intrigue as I span to look at him. Insulted and

leave. I would like to talk to

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He chuckled, the sound cold and erri, devoid of any warmth that a standard chuckle might

am not the Luna. Laura is!” I.snapped,

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you 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

damage was done; people were looking at me with questions glistening

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 around,