Chapter13

Carrie’s Point of View Before I could even ride my car, a voice broke through the sounds of the forest. "Arie." My eerie calm exploded into anger and pain. "What do you want, Diesel?" My words echoed in the stillness, angry and cold. "What do you want, Diesel?" "I just thought—" "What, that you could have the final blow against me? I'm out of your territory and not part of your pack anymore, so I owe you nothing," I nearly growled at him and started walking away. "Carrie, listen—" I whirled on Diesel.  "No, you've done enough! Leave me the hell alone! I'm leaving, like you wanted. Do you get some sort of sick pleasure out of screwing me around now?" "This isn't what I wanted!" I shot him a look that contained all the hate I had built up for him in the month since he had found Cameron and started treating me like garbage.  "I don't care anymore, as long as you're away from me. You started everything, then discarded me and pushed me into the corner, and I'm the one who is paying for all