Chapter 139

• Sienna
• My eyes darted between Franco and the door behind him as he looked at me menacingly. His eyes were wild. I could practically feel the hate rolling off his tall, sinewy frame toward me. He held himself like a predator: watching and waiting for his prey to make one wrong move before he took them down.
• I had heard the stories about him from Killian but never expected to be face-to-face with the monster who had taken over Pinedale and intimidated the packs there. It was only through sheer determination and luck that they had driven him off, and I knew my chances of escape were dwindling by the second. That door was my only hope. Somehow, I needed to find a way out of this cabin and away from this madman.