Seven

Lisa’s POV

“Why would you even give me such a dare?” Conan asked, standing up to his feet, as he walked up to me.

He stared down at me, who was suddenly having difficulty breathing.

My whole body was in pain, yet I could feel my wolf so energetic from within myself.

I looked up realizing he had gotten close to where I knelt with my head lowered to the ground.

That makes better sense now… I thought to myself.

Having me at a close range around me, made my wolf so energetic as it craved so bad to have him touch me.

He held on to my face, lifting it up and staring into my eyes.

“I can work with keeping her for now” he said, looking at me with disgusted eyes.

I guess he had felt irritated with the acne on my face and unkempt self.

“But, she will have to be in the cell with the other slaves,” he said.

“I don't want her anywhere too close to me,” he added.

I felt so hurt hearing him talk about not wanting me around him.

At the mention of that, tears that had been welled up in my eyes for a w