"I'm sorry, but that is the order Alpha Oswald ordered me to deliver..."
I brushed the guard's words and got off the bed gently before striding out of the ward without waiting for him to complete the sentence Oswald sent him.
I clenched my fist, rage coursing through me, and a rueful smile appeared on my lips.
Isn't it hilarious? Isn't Oswald hilarious? What does he take me as? A toy he could push or pull whenever he wanted?
I expected that it was all over with Oswald that day in the hostel; I never expected that he was tricking me.
When I wanted to leave with Rex after the competition, Oswald threatened me, which left me with no choice but to stay. And now that I wanted to stay, how dare he come up with kicking me out?
Even without turning, I knew Wyatt and Asher had paused the conversation with the guard and had now begun to follow after me.
Wyatt tried to grab my hand, worry written in his eyes.