Chapter 8

#Chapter 8 Do you like me for me or for my blood?

Alyson's POV

I saw the crazed desire in his face. Was it possible he was part of the Clan Alexander? Could he have a blood provider? I shuttered at the thought of him keeping another like I was kept. If there was another she-wolf of Clan Clark locked away like I had been, I would free her.

Michael was quiet the rest of the way, and I was too lost in thoughts to care. There was so much stirring in my mind. I had to find out more.

But if he had a blood provider, surely, he would not have responded so severely to my blood. It didn't make sense. No Clan Alexander deprived of the necessary Clan Clark blood for ten years would have been able to resist my blood. And I had been under his care this whole time.

I felt the bandage on my wrist, knowing he'd encountered my wounds. Knowing he'd smelt my period blood.

Michael dropped me off without another word. Ryan was not back yet.

Donna fretted over me, worrying that I'd exhausted myself.