Chapter 404

• Third Person's POV
• Trista stood up immediately. She didn't have another second to waste on this man. The sheer force of her rejection made the air in the booth feel like it was freezing over.
• "Don't worry," she said, looking down at Howard. Every word sounded like a lethal vow. "Even if every other male in this territory dropped dead, I would never crawl back to that rotting nest of a house to be with him. And do me a favor—keep a shorter leash on your Alpha. Tighten the collar so he stops wandering into my life like a pathetic, lost dog."