CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT.

  Bella creeped on her butt to the edge of the bed as Alpha D'argan drew closer to the bed. She dared not look at his face because it terrified her so much that she was scared she would have a miscarriage. Her hatred for him burned in her heart like a furnace and she would he would just dissapear from her sight.

  As he walked to the the bed, he wasn't frowning at her, neither was he smiling. His countenance was blank and so she didn't know whether he was going to hurt her or not.

  "Stop running away from me." He ordered in a cold tone as he stood before the bed. Bella, still in fear, curled up her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them, not daring to look at him. "I'm not here to hurt you." He spoke again, but his words fell on deaf ears.

  Bella did not believe him.

  He had sent threatening messages while she was still at the Wall Street Pack, promising to kill her the moment he set eyes on her, so she was scared of him.