My Alpha and His Companion

s, » the guy says and crosses his arms o

Swiftly, he reaches for my arm, but thankfully I have time to jump back. My heart starts beating a little fas

is man want to take us? Why d

land. My wolf speaks with forced calm

nd? I question dumbly, still not unde

cific, he said Tate pack land, my wolf explai

er or form a coherent thought, the man lunges a

my voice breaking. But he doesn't let go of my arm. Instead, he grips tighter and begins draggi

th him. Tears burn hot trails down my cheeks. The bark of trees blurs past, and t

ing to kill us, my wolf yells at

on his land! I scream inwardly, my s

I manage to gasp out betwee

the A

ll for me, and I believe him. It's the way he says Alpha, the way his grip do

try to take in details, landmarks-anything that might help me find my way

stone or brick-rough, utilitarian, and cold. Behind it, I can almost make out other bui

o people standing outside by the door; maybe they are guard

meters? » one of the men asks, not very

ring it

lf riles up within me, her

nods. « It was giv

talking about removing trash from his

til I get orders from the Alpha, you

oncern, no sympathy.

. Like I'm some threat that needs to be contai

rd finally says, moti

darker than I expected, and the moment we step in, a horrid smell assaults my nose.

mach l

letons of forgotten monsters. Each one is empty. The silence inside is suff

t trickles in through a high, barred window. Dust dances in

forward. I stumble into the cell, barely catch

rape, followed by a loud click. My eyes widen as reali

palms slamming against them in desperation. But the second my bare h

rk back, cradling my p

he pain lingers like the kiss of fire

me kind of wolfsbane or silver. Som

ar wall. My chest heaves with quiet sobs, but I try to hold them in. I can't

ys, though her voice soun

I don't even know if a

th and despair. My cheeks are damp, my

ly beg. Please,