Chapter 40 Gianna

• That heavy grip upon my arm pulled me back, and with a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach I raised my gaze to meet the eyes I had hoped never to see again. “I thought it was you.” his voice was angry. "The fact you were walking as fast as those pretty little feet could carry you was another giveaway."
• His voice was every bit as cold and sadistic as I remembered. He hadn't changed, not that I would have expected him to have. And my whole body trembled in fear. I had thought I had got away from him. I was hours away from our home pack, and had traveled from town to town over the months since leaving him in a bid to avoid his detection. But, it seemed like my worst nightmare had finally found me.
• “Dalton…” I began, my voice trembling, instantly indicating my fear, causing him to smirk. As always, he was getting a kick out of my terror. Sick fucker that he was. He had loved every moment of my fear since the initial effects of the matebond had worn off. I could feel the weight of his evil eyes upon me. A feeling I had grown to hate during our time together.