Page 103 of Survival is Hard


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“I put your suitcase in your room,” I say, instead of answering her question.

“You’ve got my suitcase?”

“Yes,” I reply.

“How?” she asks before biting her lip. She seems so confused right now, so vulnerable, and it’s tugging at my lion. But this isn’t the first time I’ve had to ignore his instincts to protect us.

“Why?” she asks before shaking her head. She’s warring with her indecision here, not sure what she wants to know. “Look, I don’t want to be here. I want to go home to my mates. So can we just figure this shit out? What’s your plan? Are you just gonna keep me here?”

“No,” I say, but that’s all I can say. That’s all I know. I don’t have anything more to add. I don’t know what my plan is.

I don’t have a plan. I just knew that the moment I saw her on the side of that road, the fear in her eyes, the scent of it filling the air as she stood strong by her mate’s side, that I couldn’t leave her.

She’s so different from my mate. My mate was everything. She was tall. She was beautiful. She had curves for days. Her long ginger hair, her pale freckled face. She had so much fucking spirit within her, but she was also sweet. Lainey was the sweetest girl I had ever met, but this girl in front of me?

Nora’s none of that.

So I don’t understand why my lion is so curious, why he cares so much about her, why my teeth ache every time I smell her fucking scent.

He’s sniffing around her as if this is something good for us. He’s wrong, though.

Nora’s poison.

She’s infiltrating my brain, trying to ruin my goal.

The half naked girl in question steps forward, and my hackles rise as I glare at her.

“You’re a bit pathetic,” she says. “Did you fail kidnapping 101?”

“I saved your fucking life,” I snap, and she crosses her arms in front of her chest, causing those tiny tits of hers to move a little.

I won’t look, though.

My eyes won’t betray me like that.

Fuck, they’re perky.

“Do you think I care that you saved my life?” she demands, rolling her eyes at me. “You took me from my mates.” She uncrosses her arms and takes a small step forward.

I can feel her anger, smell the shift in the air, and I know without even looking she’s shifted her hands into claws.

“You left one of them to die,” she roars, the hysterical tone making my heart race. She’s upset, and my lion is begging me to fix it.

Doesn’t he understand that there’s no fixing this?

That if we want our revenge for Lainey, we need to stick to the plan?

Nora hisses, and my hackles rise.

“You left him to die,” she repeats before letting out some kind of battle cry as she launches her tiny body at me. She’s a spitfire all right, and she manages to claw my chest with her paws.

The scent of my blood fills the air, but I don’t bother fighting back. I welcome any and all damage she does to me.

I’ll cut it off before she can deliver a killing blow, though.

But, sadly, there’s no need. As soon as she realises what she’s done, tears fill her eyes, and she backs off.

She looks down at her hands and howls, but it’s a pathetic kind of howl.

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