FROZEN BONDS: THE HALF-BLOOD'S MATE

at the window, an

ipation as he stepped closer. The door was locked behind him-I'd heard the bolt slide i

you that. Most bitches would be weeping by now." He reached out and traced a finger a

bed loomed to my left, soft and inviting-a trap disguised as

Two wolves fighting inside one body-it makes you unpredictable. Wild." He smiled, a

lun

closed around my arms and he threw me onto the bed. The furs swallowed me as I landed,

e from my throat,

ar. "Say it again. Scream. Figh

to notice. His weight pressed me into the furs, crushing the air from my lungs.

creamed. "P

k begging will save you? You're mine, half-blo

ir hit my skin, and somet

lf er

al fury that flooded my veins like fire. My vision sharpened. My sen

kn

hought he'd taken. But he hadn't searched me thoroughly. He'd been too confident, t

sal pressing against my thigh. Rage and disgu

onfident now that he thought I was broken. My fingers found th

e it int

-but it was sharp. It sank deep into the

s scream. The scream of a pred

en his fingers. His golden eyes blazed with shock and

tch!" h

Didn't think.

window. The small window-too narrow for a wolf, but just

mind th

ion shards of light and pain. Glass sliced my arms, my face, my legs, but I

he cold ground outside, gasping for

's voice thunder

ONU! GRAB

amp e

errifying. I'd never been in these woods. Didn't know the terrain, didn'

es shouted. Wolves howled-the hunting

the

my arms like tiny daggers, and blood dripped down my face

aws, tearing at my hair, my torn dress, my exposed skin. I

the howls g

Run

my heartbeat. My p

ground dropped away into darkness-how far, I couldn't tell. Below, I he

. I could hear them crashing through the unde

conds to

nd me. Dea

man whose name I didn't know, whose face I'd never seen. I thought of the f

I ju

arkness swallowed me whole. I tumbled through empty sp

ster than

ling me like a doll in a child's careless hands. I fought for the surface, but I didn't know

The current pulled me deeper, darker,

s about to give up, a

d pulled. Pulled me toward the surface.

nd coughing, and found myself staring into

air plastered to his face and strange markings covering his chest

a rock on the riverbank. His eyes searched my face, confused, concer

s voice rough with d

m. I'd never seen hi

t something strange-a pull in my chest, different from the

, and we were both swep