Chapter 98

Zita's p.o.v

"Go back!" My wolf growled at me.

"No." I spat as I walked towards the pack's border.

"He said it was a misunderstanding." She growled louder.

I moved my hand and wiped away my tears with laughter.

"Yeah right. When are you going to get it into your thick skull that he doesn't want us?" I asked loudly.

"I do." He screamed from behind.

I stood in my tracks then turned to face hi