The Pack Slut

three

"You're a fucking bitch, you know that?" Damien spat at me.

After last night, Kali ran upstairs and Ryder chased after her quickly, leaving the cell keys on the floor for me to grab and shove into my pocket. I put my shirt back on and waited for Ryder to come back and kill me but surprisingly, I didn't see him again that night.

Now it was early morning (I presume) the next day. My head was still throbbing but my hand was back to new. Werewolf healing helped it, I guess. It's harder to self heal brain injuries than flesh injuries.

"I know that...very well actually." I sat up straightening my back against the wall.

"Ryder could've killed you."

"You and him both keep saying that, but where's the fucking evidence?"

"You are treading on a thin line, Eve."

"That's why I walk carefully." I scoffed. "And I pounce perfectly. Didn't you see that yesterday?"

"I swear to god I'll kill you now!" He yelled agitated with my passiveness. "I can't believe I ever saw anything in you."

"Can't remember?" I mocked confusion. "I'll help jog your memory." I began to pull my top up, never breaking eye contact with him. My D cup natural breasts were on full display under my bra. His eyes darkened and cleared up in an inward battle with himself when I went for the hook of my bra. Was he actually considering this right now? I was a criminal now, how could he actually see anything in me? What an idiot, men are truly dogs.

"No," he shook his head sternly, but I could still see the hesitation. I dropped my hands from the bra, deciding to just keep it on.

I stood up and reached for his hand through the cell. "One last time?" I batted my eyelashes. "Please?"

"No," he said angrily swating my hand away. "You're not special, Eve. And you're certainly not irreplaceable. For fucks sake, I'll just find another bitch in this pack to fuck from now on."

"You're heartless, aren't you, Damien?" I rolled my eyes.

"You don't even know."

"Well," I shrugged. "If you're so heartless then...." I brought my finger up to my face, tracing my lower lip. "Kill me." I tilted my head up so he could have a clear line of my neck as I pressed myself against the bars. "Kill me now," I whispered sweetly, biting my lip.

His hand shot through the bars like a snake and gripped my neck forcefully. I gasped for air. "I would if I could," he seethed.

"Too...inlove...with me?" I barely managed to say gasping.

"No." He released my neck and shoved me to the cell floor. "I would kill you in this instant but unfortunately..." he turned away from the cells. "Or I guess lucky for you...." he looked at me with hatred and disgust. "Alpha Ryder has decided to take that upon his hands. In-"

"Wonderful." I cut him off, throwing my hands up in mock delight. "When shall I be expecting such a reward?"

"In front of the pack tonight."

I narrowed by eyes at him. "Tonight?"

"Yes, he has been given request by Kali to kill you slowly and painfully."

"My favorite way of death," I laughed humorlessly.

"How can you be so calm about all of this?"