Chapter16

Carrie’s Point of View The man frowned. "Come on. I don't have time for this." "Good, I don't either. I'll stop bothering you and be on my way." I had some important moping around my apartment to get to. I yanked my arm again. His grip was like iron. "Let me go! You're hurting me." "You're hurting yourself by fighting against me." I gritted my teeth. The man was like a brick wall. Solid and stubborn and stupid. "Let me go!" "No." "Fine. Whatever." I stopped struggling because it was clearly getting me nowhere. He released my wrist. I rubbed it and glared at him. How the hell was this my mate? It was another cruel joke in their lifetime of them. "What's your name?" "Carrie." "Carrie... You haven't been a rogue long, have you? You still smell faintly of pack. Which was your former?" "None of your business." He didn't need to know about all the drama I'd left behind me. He looked irritated with me all over again. I didn't want to spend my life under that disapproving expression. Been ther