The smug look on Leo’s face made me want to punch him. Hard. I twisted in his grip, trying to wrench my arms free.
“Let go of me,” I snarled, attempting to kick his shin.
Leo effortlessly sidestepped my attack, his grip tightening. “Not a chance, sweetheart. You’ve caused enough trouble already.”
I glared up at him, hating how similar he looked to my mates yet how different he felt. Where the triplets’ touch brought warmth and comfort, Leo’s fingers against my skin felt like ice, sending unpleasant shivers down my spine.
“I was just stretching my legs,” I lied, jutting my chin out defiantly.
“Sure you were.” His tone dripped with sarcasm as he started dragging me down a different hallway. “And I’m just the Easter Bunny on vacation.”
Despite my struggling, Leo’s strength far outmatched mine. My wolf whined anxiously inside me, sensing danger but unable to help. The clinical white walls blurred as he pulled me along, turning down corridors I hadn’t explored yet.
