Big Bad Wolfie novel Chapter 9

  "Zach," Wolfie gridded out, looking like he's trying to keep himself from flying off the handle in front of all these people.

  "Yes alpha."

  What the h3ll? Where did he come from?

  "Get the car."

  Happy gave me a look that wasn't very true to his nickname, and then was off.

The look might have been concerning, if I didn't think I could handle anything these posers throw at me.

  Or if I didn't literally walk right into what's about to happen for the sake of screwing things up for Wolfie.

  You gotta do whatcha gotta do.

  Suddenly Wolfie's hand is on the back of my neck(sending sparks everywhere, as per freakin' usual), and is dragging me along(as per freakin' usual). His grip is painfully tight, and I'm having even MORE trouble than normal keeping up.

  Which is crazy because, I have a hard enough time anyway, so I don't know how he's not in a run right now.

  He drags me out the door and down the grand marble steps.

  "I can't believe you just did that," he gridded out under his breath. "You're gonna pay for that, I swear," he barked into my ear.

  By the time we got down the stairs, my feet were pretty useless, and he was practically dragging me.

  Suddenly, without having time to even blink when we actually hit the bottom, I'm being thrown into the car.

  Not like, in through the door, and onto the seat.

  But into the side of the car, and crashing against the door of it.

  Fun.

  My head banged against the window roughly(even more fun), but I shook it off and looked at Wolfie. I was just in time to see him yank the door open and shove me in. His strength surprised me — he's stronger than a regular wolf — and I ended up going all the way across the back seat and slamming into the other side.

  "Ah —"

  "You!" He was immediately on top of me and gripping my jaw with one hand and pointing a very angry finger at me with the other. "You just put so much in jeopardy!" He screamed in my face.

  The door behind him slammed shut, but I didn't hear the engine start. I also didn't hear anyone else enter the car. So I was just left wondering what's gonna happen next.

"Yeah, kinda the point," I mocked.

I'm sure he saw red at that.

His eyes turned from his normally beautiful silver-gray, to a much darker, cloudy storm. But still one of the most beautiful storms I've ever seen. I'm surprised I can't see lightning going off in them.

'BANG'

That wasn't the sound of thunder coming from his eyes. That was the sound of my entire upper half being lifted off the door by only my jaw and slammed back down.

"Ow," I groaned.

His grip on my jaw tightened and he pulled me closer.

"Hey buddy, you don't need to do this to get me to look you in the eye. I was planning on doing it anyway," I told him flatly.

He made no move to release me.