Chapter 17

Ella's POV

"Three, two, one and... he's late," Andrea said looking at his watch after what had been an agonizing 24 hours. "It's 2 o clock and Pedro hasn't texted me to say he's got the money. In other words, your Alpha has failed you and now you get to pay the consequences."

"Stay away from me," I hissed as he began to walk closer to where I was still sat in the warehouse.

He laughed and crouched down to my level.

"How do you like it, Blanca?" He asked holding my face in his hand with an uncomfortable degree of force.

I didn't answer and instead glared into his eyes.

"Rough and hard? Or gentle and slow?" He questioned.

"Go to hell," I spat.