What's wrong with being a sourpuss and being a carefree? "Trust me love, you don't know how much important you are to me" I rolled my eyes at his remark, "You don't know how much I don't care" I snapped, trying to wriggle my wrist off these ropes that kept me tied up on a chair. "For a girl from Louis's pack, you're too ... Feisty but I like that" He said as his gloved hand moved my head up so I can stare at his dull red eyes, like dried blood fading slowly. "For an Alpha of Retribution, you sure have a thing about dirt" He frowned as soon as those words left my mouth, what can I say? A wolf from the Independence Pack and the Alpha of Retribution and Death? The outcome can be crazy and at the same time, unbelievable.