Page 35 of Her Big Bad Wolf
My jaw locked and I knew my eyes must be ablaze with frustration as I glared at him.
Why the hell did I even care?
Mine,my wolf growled in my head.
“You had better not be lying to me.”
“Or what?” he challenged, taking a step closer to me.
I had to lift my head to meet his eyes.
“If you hurt one single hair on their heads, you will regret it.”
“Oh yeah? Why’s that? Besides, we both know it’s been you all along.”
“Me? What are you talking about?” I sputtered.
“I caught you. Found where you’ve been staying in the woods. Remember? You’ve been stealing my eggs, stealing my stuff, and stealing my food.”
The boys had done all that? They were better off than I’d suspected and sneakier too. Relief washed over me.
“Oh, thank God.”
“What? Are you crazy? I mean, really, are you?”
“I didn’t steal anything from you.”
“Woman, I caught you red handed out in your little shelter, remember?”
“I remember you destroyed that shelter. How could you?”
“How could I? You really are insane, aren’t you?”
I glared back at him not even wasting breath remarking on such stupidity. Or at least I tried to, but he just made me so mad that I couldn’t restrain myself.
“I’m not the one they call Crazy Sac, Isaac.”
He took a step back, surprised by my outburst.
“How do you know my name?”
So that’s what had caught him off guard? I’d started to tell him that everyone knew his name, but we both knew that wasn’t true.
“Tell me,” he roared.
My chin defiantly rose a little higher.
“You’ll never know.”
Where the hell had that come from?
He growled at me, but the sound had the opposite effect either of us expected.
Instead of being scared, I was turned on by his aggression. That realization made me suddenly very uncomfortable.
What the hell was I doing?
“Take off your mask,” he demanded.
