CHAPTER NINETY-NINEEvvie’s POV:I couldn't get Logan’s words out of my head. My mind spun with a whirlwind of emotions, each one hitting harder than the last.Barrak had killed his mate.That makes so much sense to me now. Why he had been so against the mate bond since the beginning. Why he never talked about his mate. And why he found it so easy to connect with me when I told him about Zachary, his betrayal. Her betrayal, Sarah’s.That was the link he found between me and him.She rejected him, just like Zachary rejected me for someone else, for Brenda.I thought I knew Barrak from inside out when we were together, but he never told me this.He never told me he knew his mate.But the answer is clear as day. He didn’t want me to know because he killed her, probably afraid of how he’d appear in my eyes when I realize it.Hiding the truth and pretending to be a victim is worse.My skin crawled and bile began to rise in my throat as I recalled the times he and I would become intimate to
CHAPTER ONE HUNDREDEvvie’s POV:His eyes snapped to me with a flash of anger, and betrayal. My stomach sank.“You were supposed to find out if he was involved, not get yourself knocked up by him.” He snarled.I took a step back, but I held my ground.“He’s my mate. This is my home now, Barrak,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.He growled, then started to move, circling me.“Logan isn’t exactly the monster you painted him to be.” I said, following the direction of his gaze as he circled me.“So now you find your mate, and you think you know everything about him?” he chuckled mockingly. I know where that came from.“Does he know who you are?” He taunted, a knowing smile playing on his lips.I chewed my lower lip, knowing full well the answer to that. He doesn’t know. Would he think I betrayed him?Closing my eyes, I let out the question that has been nagging me for years since I met him.“Why are you so against the mate bond?” I breathed, testing the waters.When I opened my eye
Logan’s POV:Cole’s voice broke through the tension in my room, heavy with urgency. “You need to see this.”I looked up, my jaw clenched, my fist still tightly gripping the crumpled note from Evvie. I could feel my entire body shaking, enraged as it looked for violence.“What is it?” I demanded, my voice low and dangerous.He didn’t say anything back, and just handed me a tablet.The dark expression on his face told me everything I needed to know—this wasn’t going to be good. The moment I took the device from him, my heart started to pound relentlessly.On the screen, the video started playing. The grainy footage was from one of the hidden cameras we had set up near a blind spot where patrols couldn’t touch. It was a few feet near the border, the line separating my territory from neutral ground.I felt my brows furrow immediately when I saw the footage.Evvie had gone to meet Barrak. And my breath caught in my throat when I saw her.She stood there opposite of a man who towered over h
TRIGGER WARNING: THE FOLLOWING CHAPTERS WOULD INCLUDE THEMES OF SEXUAL ASSAULT AND ABUSE, SUCH AS RAPE, WHICH MAY BE TRIGGERING TO READERS AND SURVIVORS. CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED-TWO Logan’s POV: “I have to find her,” I growled. This is not good. He is taking her back, must be to that hideout of the rogue organization Cole mention Evvie belonged to. If no one but them knows where to find it, I won’t be able to get Evvie back. Cole hesitated for a moment before continuing. “Our best chance is to scent her out.” He suggested. I frowned, trying to wrap my mind around what he was suggesting. Scenting her out? It made sense, but we didn’t have enough people to cover the vast territory of the humans. “We don’t have enough people,” I muttered, frustrated as I ran my hand through my hair. “It’s not just about numbers. We need people who know her scent, who have been close to her.” Cole said, looking up as if he’s thinking. Then his eyes dropped to me, and I could see the gears turning in
TRIGGER WARNING: THE FOLLOWING CHAPTERS WOULD INCLUDE THEMES OF SEXUAL ASSAULT AND ABUSE, SUCH AS RAPE, WHICH MAY BE TRIGGERING TO READERS AND SURVIVORS. Evvie’s POV:A soft, sickeningly familiar touch brought me back to consciousness, my mind sluggishly clawing its way out of the darkness. The first thing I felt was rough hands on my skin, the sensation making my stomach turn uncomfortably.“Wake up,” a voice whispered, dark and taunting, dripping with malice. My heart lurched in my chest as I recognized it.Barrak.My eyes flew open, panic surging through me as I took in my surroundings. I was lying on a filthy bed in a run-down room, the air thick with the stench of mold and rot.The walls were bare, the only light coming from a single dim bulb hanging from the ceiling. It was a nightmare come to life.I hissed as pain knotted in my head. Then I remember what had happened.Barrak hit me. And the pain of the thought, a friend I trusted, knocking me out cold was more painful than the
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED-FOUREvvie’s POV:“F*ck,” he pulled out and plunged into me again whilst I gritted my teeth.I feel my claws lengthen, digging painfully into the skin of my palms as I instinctively squeezed them into fists. But no matter how I writhe and thrash against his wicked thrusts, I remain pinned down by the damn straps and shackles gripping my spread ankles.The first thrust was nothing compared to those that followed moments later. Everywhere my skin crawled and heart ached, feeling my bond with Logan grow weaker.Suddenly, a mortifying realization dawned on me. Since we are technically mated now, after marking each other, would he feel exactly what I’m going through?Would he think I wanted this? Would he come to my rescue?I didn’t know. All I know now is that everything hurts. Barrak is practically shoving his meatstick in and out of me, his rough, painful thrusts only made my pussy drier and drier.I was not wet for him, but he was for me.By that and the satisfied s
Logan’s POV:The ride to Barrak’s hideout was pure, writhing agony as I tapped my feet on the floor. Pixie settled at the front passenger seat, giving the driver directions while her human friend was forced to stay behind. I couldn’t leave the pack unattended, and Carlos is missing in action since Cole came back from his trip. The bastard, I figured he must be sleazing around since Cole is back, and he wanted nothing to do with him, so I assigned Ethan to look after the pack until we come back. It was hard, for Ethan, Evvie is after all his little sister. But she is also my mate. He understood this, and agreed to stay. Besides, the human girl would probably need some protecting. Unmated wolves in the pack would sniff her out and identify her as ready to breed.My brows furrowed, feeling a throbbing headache coming on.Every other second, a searing pain would shoot through me, leaving me shaking uncontrollably.“You alright, alpha?” Zachary who was sitting beside me at the back seat.
Logan’s POV Evvie was strapped to a table, her body bruised and battered, her eyes glassy with pain. Barrak was on top of her, his hand wrapped around her throat as he choked her. Pixie gasped, while the men beside me snarled murderously, but my eyes were only on Evvie. “Logan...” Evvie’s voice was barely a whisper, a broken sound that shattered me. I felt my own wrath rage through me like a tidal wave, and before I knew it, I lunged at Barrak with my claws slipped out. But Barrak was ready. He shoved Evvie back and met my attack with a brutal punch that sent me sprawling across the floor. I jumped back to my feeth, growling. “Well look who it is,” he sneered, his eyes glazing over. Suddenly, several wolves flooded the corridors to the room. The others immediately sprinted to attack, leaving me alone to face off Barrak. “Alpha fucking Logan. Just another weak alpha who can’t protect what’s his.” he chuckled. His words cut deep, but they only fueled the fire inside me. With