-Rosalie-
"No you listen alpha," I pushed him off my retaliation shocking him. "Once Martha is better I will leave your damn pack but keep in mind that this time I'm taking my son with me."
In a blink of an eye, I was slammed against the wall with one Dash's hand tightly gripping my waist while the other was on my throat. His grip was tight, but not tight enough to deprive my lungs of oxygen.
"You wouldn't dare." He growled tightening his grip at each word. “You wouldn’t fucking dare Rosalie.”
"Then you don't know me alpha." I retorted confidently despite being unable to breathe.
Letting go of my neck he burst into a roar of mocking laughter.
"You think my son will leave with you." He asked sarcastically.