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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him; today, though, I had enough to deal with without

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 on my

touch me again!” I seethed, flicking my eyes back to his face, an apparent demand written on my

didn’t seem

for Mike!

please!” He

Mike, I am going to lose my shit

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

start… father!” I snarled the last word like venom on my tongue before my eyes met Mike’s again, “NOW!” I barked with

and scared.

go of my elbow. My eyes observed him; seeing the pain dancing across his features once would have

Come find me sugar!” He chortled, his eyes flaring with intrigue as I

leave. I would like to talk to my father. Alone!” I ground out

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cold and erri, devoid of any warmth that a standard chuckle might

the Luna. Laura is!” I.snapped, looking back at

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scene he was about to cause. With everyone’s wolves still MIA, no one

snorted, shaking my head, but the damage was done; people were looking

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