Smith dragged me to our room. Holding my hair tightly in his hand. Hurting me with every step he took. I screamed and fought. Trying to escape out of his grip. The lifeless body of Carson was moved out of sight. My heart clenched at the thought of him. He stormed inside our room before he threw me on the bed. The tears that escaped my eyes never stopped. “You aren’t my mate,” I said. The anger that rushed through my veins was somehting I havent felt before.   Smith's eyes pierced into mine. The ones I thought I loved changed into something I hate. “You are,” he said through gritted teeth. “A mate of mine would never hurt me.” Before I could take my next breath, my cheek burned from the slap he gave me. The taste of copper moved over my tongue. “You’re mine,” he said while his hand moved to my throat, squeezing it shut. I struggled in his grasp. I tried to scratch him, kick him

“I’m ready. Are you?” Matina asked. With a heavy sigh, I nodded. I hoped Carson would wake up before I went in to get Jamie. Or at least try. Every passing second, I could feel Carson getting stronger and Jamie getting weaker. The bond between me and Jamie is almost nonexistent. Matina handed me a glass, gesturing that I should drink it. It wasn’t the same as with Carson. However, I had no choice but to trust her. I drank the glass empty in one gulp before handing it back to Matina. Ignoring the filthy taste on my tongue, I laid down beside Jamie when my surroundings started to blur. The last words I heard before the darkness consumed me were, “bring her back, Ares.” Slowly the darkness was being replaced by light. The silence that surrounded me before was being replaced by… moans. “What is happening?” I asked Gideon. Who only grunted in response. When my vision was restored, I almost jumped out of my skin when I saw Estelle riding me. “Oh no, get her off now!” Gideo

Jamie POV I was slowly waking up. My head was pounding like crazy, my body sore and broken. My hand moved through my hair before a hiss left my lips when I touched something on my neck. Gently, I brushed my fingers on the spot. Only then did I recognize the shape. A mark. Slowly, everything was coming back to me. My mates Ares and Carson. How Smith trapped me in this world he created. How he marked me… wait.. no… “Finally, you’re awake.” His voice made a shiver move down my spine. Not out of fear but out of despise. Now I know who he is, what he took from me. A growl left my lips, one that sounded more like an angry kitten than a wolf's growl. The anger I felt towards Smith was being replaced by confusion when I couldn’t sense my wolf. “When you’re done fighting me, you will have her back,” he said while moving closer, stepping out of the darkness that surrounded him. I tried to move away when his hand moved closer. Trying to touch me. An impatient growl left his lips before he

The entire day went by in a blur. We had to visit different packs. Everyone I met today had the same look on their faces. They all pitied me. But none helped me. All believed Smith’s words so quickly, so easily. My heart almost leaped out of my chest when I saw Grayson. I could see the same surprise on his face that I assumed was on mine. I signaled Ripley to go talk to Grayson. Thankfully, he got the hint and excuses himself. Smith didn’t think twice about it and continued telling his fake stories. After a half hour, Ripley returned. I knew he couldn’t tell me anything, not with Smith around. “I have to pee,” I said. I could see the uncomfortable faces of the Alpha and Luna before me. “I have to pee,” I said again. If Smith is selling a story that I’m a lunatic that he’s trying to help, this will only work in his favor. Before I could say the same words again, Ripley took me to the bathroom. Probably Smith mind linked him to take me. When we were finally alone, I turned the fauc

The black wolf and Ripley’s wolf rolled on the ground. Rhys quickly took over and tackled the black wolf. Pinning him beneath us while snapping at his neck. Only when I saw his eyes did I recognize him. We both shifted back. While I straddled him, my lips crashed on his. My body moved against his. My moans filled his mouth when he turned us around. The only thing that was missing… no wait, two things. “Where is Carson?” I mumbled against his lips. When the words left my lips, I expected him to be jealous, or angry even. The only thing he did was smile at my words before he claimed my lips again. I wanted an answer, but damn, how much I have missed his presence, his touch, his lips. I could already feel his hard member pressing against my wet folds. The scent of my arousal quickly surrounded us. I moaned when I felt strong arms wrap me from behind. He pressed his chest against my back and whispered, “we missed you.” My heart fluttered at the sound of Carson’s voice. Finally, I hav