Several Days Later...
Rebecca's P.O.V
It's been four days since the war with the rogue king and his merry band of losers ended and while life here is slowly trying to get back to normal for the pack, I've been busy thinking of many different ways to torture Shelby and the rogue king, not to mention my asshole mate.
After I had woken up in the pack hospital, I was determined to leave and get to work on making minced meat out of my two new favourite prisoners but Frankie refused to let me and even had the nerve, the gall and the gumption to not only demand me but also command me to stay in bed until I'm fully healed and well rested.
He even got the pack doctor to agree with him as well.
He's such a prick.
I mean, he's a sexy prick with huge tatted muscles, six-pack abs and that ass of
