Stabbed in silver: his blade, her blood

ha's

ely touching the ground. My hands twisted against the silver chains, tight with no space to breathe. My palms were bruised-a reminder that I had been trying to break free over a

or had other plans. He stabbed me with a silver dagger, right in my thigh. His nails were filled with dirt when he raised my dress slightly and trailed his fingers slowly acros

sh gushed blood and I screamed in pain. I'd heard about silver daggers and what they did to wolves. Did he want to know if I was one? Because

ng my eyes searched for whenever they opened. Was it another day? How many days more until I died? I just wanted to die. I was tired and in pain. My thro

pened my eyes to find myself hanging, m

u were dead. You shouldn't die now-I'm just getting started," he growled. His eyes were red and mo

rely came out. A question I'd asked a

erately, but here I was, my vision blurring into the abyss of death. Did he not wan

about my wolf, and my mate-Alpha Crimson Stark. From the few thing

held me by the neck, and

? That's a question you're

d. So considering I'd asked him a hundred times and this was always his answer, it pissed me off. For a moment-a millisecond-I was annoyed. Did he have

escaped

muttered und

o hard my jaw dislocated. Pain shot through me like electric shocks. I scr

You don't understand the tenacity of the situation. You don't," he s

. His red, wild eye

y breath staggered. Blood gushed out, and a cold chill ran down my spine. This was my end. My e

mine. Although there were times I'd wanted to just give up, I didn'

ish

ld me-it was my wolf. She took over my nearly corpse-like body. And s

howl

rce. Unap

hud. The door collapsed-and there

rimson

dn't doubt an

ductor was dead before he even realized it. Crimson squeezed his neck until his soul left his body,

ation that I was mated to the most ruthles

of his wolf wanting to come out. Anyone could tell he was struggling to control it

to keep me awake.

passed through his eyes. He cupped my cheeks in his hands. T

wiped the blood from my neck, and panic fi

at

pressure to my wounds and quickly urged the doctor to do something. I wa

e arms of my mate-knowing, without a do

ething I never thought I'd feel-love. Wan

e to see how it

life wo